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Once Janice was in a better frame of mind, or appeared calmer at any rate, Devi told her that she had to go home to check on her "men" and to talk with Raji about the letter. Jan walked her to the door, hugging her best friend tightly. Devi assured Jan that she would be over in the morning and that she was only a phone call away in the meantime.

Surprised not to see Raji's car in the driveway, Devi let herself in the door. "Hi, guys!" she called out to Sunil and Mark who were playing a video game in the living room. "Sunil, where's Raji?"

"Don't know, sis. He said he'd be back in a little while."

Dammit. She really needed to speak with her husband about this. Well, she'd make a cup of chai or something while she waited for him to come home.

Hanging her coat in the closet, Devi headed for the kitchen and began adding spices to water in a kettle. She worked quietly, lost in thought. Janice was really going to have a rough time with this whole ordeal if it was indeed true. If there were a way out, Raji would be the one to find it for her.

"So whatcha think about this Government thing? Is it hot or what? Devi is one hot babe. And your mom!!! Woo hoo!"

Her brother's voice carried in from the living room. Devi knew she shouldn't listen and that it was rude, but she couldn't help herself. Sunil thought she was hot? Something about that made her feel... well, sexy. Oh, and there was Mark. She perked her ears, already aware of the fact that Mark had had a crush on her for ages.

"You're disgusting, Sunil. My MOM!! She's just... my... mom. You really are a perv, you know that?"

Uh oh. This wasn't boding well for either of the Flemings. Raji had to figure something out for Jan... and Mark. Oddly enough, she wasn't as concerned for herself. Maybe the realization just hadn't hit her yet. Maybe...

"Yeah, maybe. But you can't say Devi isn't hot."

"Yeah. Maybe she is. But you need to shut up about my mom. That's just... gross!"

Devi wasn't sure whether to go into the living room to talk with the boys about this or not. She hadn't expected either of them to be aware of the situation, but it must have been all over the news all day and evening. Come on, Raji. Hurry home, will you? she urged her husband mentally. Raji would know what to do. Raji always knew what to do.