We are in the car, going to pick up chinese for dinner. Food that is. Liv was lamenting her sore limbs as she has been spending hours a day outside working on her basketball skills. Bing asked her why she was going at it so hard.
LIV: Well, first of all, I am the WORST player on the team at school. No lie. There is NO ONE worse than me.
MARIA: (Smiling because she is just saintly) Oh, honey, I'm sure that's not so.
LIV: Believe it. It's a fact. But, that will change.
BING: Honey, it's good that you are practicing but don't overdo, okay?
LIV: I'm not stopping until I am the best. I want to leave everyone else in the dust. Don't you see? I can't STAND not being if not the best, then the almost best.
BING: (Wryly, shaking her head) Well, now. That apple didn't fall far from the tree, did it?
MARIA: WHAT? I'm not competitive!
Bing and Liv both laugh.
MARIA: I'm NOT! I just like to be...okay. I like to be the best. Oh, goody gum drops. Here we are! Everyone out! I bet my fortune cookie will be the most interesting!
Bing and Liv share a look. Shake their heads. Laugh and hug before they go in.