Tasting the Glenlivet, Dani couldn't help but smile. "It's what grandfather drinks. I like it, or... let's just say I got used to it as a teenager..." She chuckled and pondered Grace's words. She wished she could get over the jealousy. She knew perfectly well that Bobby loved her and her alone, just as she loved him. Why hurt yourself constantly with doubt and insecurities?<br/><br/>"I wish I was more like you, hun," she sighed a little and glanced over to the kitchen where Bobby was chatting with the girls. "Maybe..." She started but fell silent and bit her lip.