Lucas: nervously sips coffee What the hell are you talking about?! Secret marriage? Kids?!
holds up phone with a photo of Lucas in a wedding tuxedo You can't deny it, Lucas. Look at this.
stammers Uh...uh...this...this is not what it looks like! It's... it's just a costume! I was... umm... I was just joking around!
Well, I just found out that you have been hiding a lot from me
Hiding? Me? Look, Crystal, I know we haven't been on the best terms lately, but this...this is just a load of bull shit.
whispers I found your wedding photos online, along with newspaper clippings of us buying a house together and a restaurant calling you "Mr. Williamson". You were photographed with two kids with blonde hair and blue eyes that look just like you, at the grocery store with your wife holding a basket full of things we normally eat at home
Stammers, clearly caught off guard Look, I... I can explain, okay? Pauses, takes a deep breath It's not what you think, Crystal. Yeah, I got hitched.
First, tell me why you're married. Who are you married too?
You won't believe it...I'm married to my high school sweetheart. It was a whirlwind romance, and we just kept going with it.
Look, CrystalLagoon, I...I can explain everything. Just...just give me a chance, okay? grabs CrystalLagoon's hand
First tell me why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend? Let alone a wife?
Look, it's a long story, okay? You know how I was back then, always chasing my dreams and thinking I could do better.
first of all what kind of coffee do you want?
blinks in confusion Uh, uh...whatever's closest to me. Just something strong, you know?
shocked, eyes scanning the table So it's true? You have a wife and kids?
leans back, sighs heavily Alright, fine... Yeah, I do. But it's not what you think, okay? It's a whole damn complicated situation.
yes, and they're gorgeous, and handsome
leans back in chair, arms crossed Oh come on, CrystalLagoon. Just spill it already. How many kids did we have? And how did I not know about them?
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair You're messing with me, right? Tell me this is one of your sick jokes!
whispers Alright, alright. Look, I didn't want to worry you, but... pulls out documents This is our marriage certificate, and these are pictures of our kids.