"Well, as your older than me now I'll be callin you mom," Rachel's mother Gladys remarked.
"Very funny, though I guess I sorta deserve it."
"Don't worry dear, the efeects aren't permanent and thiss means that you win a trip to Vegas with mean and some of my friends this weekend."
"Hmmm, guess that ain't too bad, and I do look rather fetching in this outfit I got on. So, when do we leave?"
"We'll be headed out in about an hour, as soon as I've got things packed. In the meantime, why don't you make yourself right at home."
"Okay, Gladys, guess I will."
"Oooh, touche momma."
A short time later, Gladys had all their belongings packed, and they were ready to head out.
She finished loading things in the car and stopped to suggest, "Hey mom, would you like me to invite a few of your friends along too? It would be a real party then."
"Aren't we going in the same car as all your friends?"
"I'll just have them meet us there."
"Well, I guess so. though, what about my age. My friends will think you've lost it dear."
"Never mind that," she replied whipping out the box of chocolates, "I've got just the thing."