Alfie picked at the cake that he had grabbed. Rosalie stood next to him and peered about expectantly. He wasn't surprised she was hopeful to meet some of his old high school friends since he had never introduced her to a single "friend" he had where they presently lived. It wasn't that he didn't have friends, but he worked on the docks. They weren't really the sort of people you wanted to bring home to meet your five year old.<br/><br/>He blinked when he heard a vaguely familiar voice. He looked over to see Lauren standing there. He had to think for a brief moment before he remembered her as Vivian's best friend throughout high school. Lauren had been an integral part of the opera club they had all helped to establish. Just seeing her brought back a lot of good memories even if they hadn't exactly been direct friends for most of that time. The only time he hung out with Lauren was usually when Rosalie was there. There was one time where Rosalie had been unable to join the two of them on a trip and they became friends.<br/><br/>"Of course I remember you," Alfie said, smiling. "You were..." He paused and his smile faded. "You were Vivian's best friend."<br/><br/>"You knew my mommy?" Rosalie sounded excited as she shoved Alfie out of the way. "Could you tell me about her? What was she like? Daddy doesn't like to talk about her."<br/><br/>It wasn't that he didn't like to talk about Vivian. It was just hard for him to do so. He had always promised to tell Rosalie more about her mom but he could never exactly find the strength to do so. It also didn't help that he was generally always busy on the docks or in college classes.<br/><br/>"Relax, Rosalie. There will be plenty of time for that discussion," Alfie said. He looked over at Lauren once again. "I'm sure you already know.... Vivian passed away five years ago." He figured she knew. After all they had lived in the fear of Vivian dying for most of the time they knew her since they both knew how fragile Vivian's health was.