*pokes at Clara's stomach again*<br/><br/>"Momma, whacha doin' cuddlin' with some guy who ain' Daddy? That ain' right..."<br/><br/>*yawns*<br/><br/>"Oh, Momma, y'all made me awful tired with that wine ya drank. I think I'ma go to sleep."<br/><br/>*curls up her cells and starts snoring*