“Do you like chestnuts, Debbie?” mum asked. “Maybe you and your children should come with us, we can all go to Tempest's house afterward.” Oh, for heaven's sake! “Mother, I am sure Debbie has plans already and has no need to see my house.” Please be busy, please be busy, please be busy.
Mom's a bit overly excited to play matchmaker...guess Tempest doesn't get a vote
