Flora, not too keen, replied, "Of course, Mrs. Watson. You're always welcome."
I caught the real estate agent Yvette's eye and gave her a look, signaling her to follow the plan we'd agreed on.
Picking up on my cue, Yvette quickly chimed in, "Mr. and Mrs. Watson, you've got great taste. This place has seen a lot of interest. It's a hot property."
Grace always loved flattery. She beamed, saying, "See? I always had a good eye. This house suits my son's style perfectly."
Inside, I almost burst out laughing. I thought, "What style does Logan have? He's a mid-twenties, jobless guy who lives off his parents. If anything, he's got a 'freeloader' vibe."
Yvette chimed in, ""Mrs. Watson, if you like the place, you could make a deposit today. Others are eyeing it too. It might be gone any second."
Logan and Flora got antsy. "Mom, what are you waiting for? Let's get the deposit down."
Grace winced, turned aside, and whispered, "We don't have the cash right now. Rebecca's lottery winnings haven't come through yet."
Logan threw a tantrum. He told Grace and Brian, "I don't care. I want to put the deposit down now. If we lose this house, it's on you.