Alifi *quickly*  Raven, dear, how ‘bout you and Chírilo take your baby sister over to the guest house, so she doesn’t wake up?  I’ll take the Wonkas inside, we’ll talk for awhile, then we’ll all get together later for some lunch.  All right?

Raven *nods*  Sure.  *he turns to Madame, quickly hugs her, then steps over and solemnly holds a hand out to Willy, who smiles and shakes hands with him.  Alifi leans down, gives Chiana to Chírilo, ruffles Raven’s hair reassuringly; Raven and Chírilo head for the guest house, carefully carrying Chiana*

Alifi *watches them go, then turns to Willy and Madame*  I’m afraid things are rather sad for poor Raven.  It looks like his parents may have split up for good this time.  Manouche still thinks they’ll get back together, but you know how she is, always optimistic, says Kat and Abberline are too much in love, that and the children will take care of their differences.  *she motions for them to follow her inside, closes the door behind them, takes them to the kitchen.*  There’s coffee made, or lots of other things, whatever you want.  *she glances up toward the second floor, then smiles at Willy and Madame*  Blake just came home a little while ago, he's been at a conference.  I’ll … give them a bit more time, then I’ll tell them you’re here.  *she beams at them*  Please tell me you’re home to stay!  And Madame, if memory serves, you were pregnant when you left … *arches a brow*  What’d you name her?

Madame:  Oh dear ... divorce is never good ...

Willy *shakes head sadly.  They both recall their own parents.  They follow Alifi inside*  We're officially here to stay.  We're just waiting for our new factory to be started.

Madame *blushes*  Alifi, I would figure you knew her name!  You probably already do.

Alifi *laughs as she pours coffee for them both, motions for them to sit down.  She joins them at the table, winks at Madame*  All right, I confess, I do know her name.  Angel, correct?  I don’t know all the circumstances, but I do know that much.  I’m so happy for you both.  *takes a drink of coffee*  Divorce … it’s always sad, but sometimes it’s inevitable.  And sometimes it’s very much for the best, if two people truly can’t get along, or if there’s not tenderness and mutual respect.  Who knows what will happen with Kat and Abberline, maybe Manouche is right.  It’s true, there’s a lot of love between the two of them, and they have extraordinary children.  Perhaps they’ll find a way yet.  I’ve even heard a surprising number of stories of couples who split and then reunite in another time and place, years later, and that’s when it works for them.  So if Kat and Abberline don’t save their marriage right now, who’s to say they won’t come together later?  *takes another sip of coffee, smiles at them*  So, a new factory!  I have to tell you, everyone around here was pretty upset when you took the family and disappeared without so much as a goodbye, soon followed by the factory being torn down.  People didn’t know what to think.

Manouche *standing in the kitchen doorway with Blake, his arm around her*  I did.  *she looks at Willy and Madame, beaming*  An’ so th’ prodigal chocolatier returns …

Willy *stands up, takes off his top hat*  Manouche ....  *Madame sits quietly, looking down.*  Manouche ... I ... I'm so sorry ....

Manouche *raises eyebrows, glances at Blake, then to Alifi*  Blimey, who died?  *approaches Willy, flings her arms around him*  No need t’ apologize, brother … you an’ I both know that sometimes we ‘ave to do what we ‘ave t’ do, even if it’s mystifyin’ to our loved ones.  It weren’t a personal affront, an’ I knew that from th’ moment ye went missin’, as it were.  *pauses, smiles, still embracing him, murmurs*  By th’ powers, I’m glad yer both back …  *peeks over his shoulder, looks at Madame, smiles, reaches out a hand to her*  On yer feet, front an' center, new mum!  Let's 'ave a look at ye, now that ye've brought another lil' Wonka into th' world.

Willy *hugs her tightly, taking in that smell of incense.  He laughs at how much he missed it*  I've missed you, sister.

Madame *stands*  I'm fine.  The children are in the car, sleeping soundly.  Shall we bring them in?

Manouche *smiles at Madame, nods approvingly*  An' so ye are, quite fine indeed, I can tell.  No need t' bring th' kiddies in straight away long as they're sleepin' sound.  We can bring 'em all together when Chiana wakes up from 'er nap.  Bloody 'ell, this place'll be another la Maison de Paradis at this rate.  *she hugs Madame, Blake enters the room, shakes hands with Willy, embraces Madame and kisses her cheek, they all sit down*  Now before we 'ave a houseful o' children runnin' about, tell me what's been 'appenin'.  Where ye been all this time, an' what 'ave ye been doin'?  I mean, I know it were London, but how was it, did ye 'ave a grand time?  I always loved that city, meself.

Blake:  And tell us where you're staying now.  You know you're welcome here if you need a place.

Manouche *enthusiastically*  Oh aye, that'd be lovely!  I could return th' favor o' when ye took me in Christmas before last, when I were so lonely.  An' ye gave me—   *her voice is cut off by the sound of flapping wings.  They look up, see Wilko swoop into the kitchen, land on Willy's hat*

Wilko *singing loudly*  "Willy WON-ka ... Willy WON-ka ... the amazing chocolatier! ... "

Manouche *hides a grin as Willy rolls his eyes*  It's his favorite song, mate, what can I say ...

Willy *frowns at the parrot, but lets him be, eyeing every so often to make sure no accidents happen on his perfected hat*  Yes, we've been in London.  We had built a factory there to keep the business running.  We did our travels.  Invited to the palace ...

Madame:  Oh it was so lovely!  And Her Majesty was so kind!

Willy *nods*  We've done lots of tourist attractions.  The only downside has to be the constant rain.

Madame:  Dreadful on some days.  *she sips her coffee*  Right now we are staying in a hotel.  We were actually wondering if maybe, possibly, it'd be okay if we could reside here for awhile?

Manouche:  Say no more, luvs, ye’ll stay ‘ere as long as ye wish.  Matter o’ fact, ye can ‘ave th’ whole mill house to yerselves.  Elliott an’ Dawn were livin’ there, but looks like they’ve found a home o’ their own.  I told ‘em there were no rush, but once they found somethin’ they both fancied, they were right keen on movin’ in.  I think it’s in th’ same neighborhood as Sarah an’ James Barrie.  We ain’t been t’ see it yet.  *she smiles as Wilko flaps his wings, lifts up from Willy’s hat and lights on Madame’s shoulder, makes a soft chirping noise, nuzzles her*  That’ll be Wilko’s stamp of approval, as it were.  He’ll no doubt be visitin’ ye from time t’ time.  *pauses, remembers something*  Madame, luv, th’ mill house has a music room, as well.  Ye still play that beautiful violin Willy gave ye that Christmas?  Ye’ll ‘ave th’ perfect room fer it, no one’ll disturb ye there.

Madame:  Oh it sounds so lovely, Manouche. 

Willy:  We'll gladly accept your offer.  Thank you so much.

Madame *flushes red, pets Wilko's neck*  I haven't played in a while ... I don't know ... *giggles nervously*

Manouche *smiles*  Well, then, this’ll be a fine opportunity fer ye.  No distractions, peace an’ quiet, there are plenty of people ‘ere to help with th’ children … an’ ye won’t be workin’ like mad ‘cause there’s no factory work t’ be done.  *glances at Willy, who looks startled; laughs*  Ahh, look at me poor brother, suddenly realizin’ he won’t be indulgin’ his inner workaholic!  *reaches over, squeezes Willy’s hand*  Halloween an’ Christmas seasons are just around th’ corner, mate, enjoy th’ peace while ye can.

Blake *grins at Madame*  There are horses here just waiting to be ridden, too, you know.  And when’s the last time you went to Luc’s and saw your own?

Alifi:  So it’s summer vacation time at Rartigillichal!  *raises coffee cup to Manouche and Blake*  The lord and lady of the manor have spoken!

Manouche:  Aye, that it is, though August is nearly over.  *shrugs*  Better late than never, savvy?

Wilko *on Madame's shoulder, flaps his wings, squawks loudly*  SURF'S UP!  COWABUNGA!

Willy *raises his cup*  No work ...

Madame *raises hers*  Summer lasts as long as we want it to!  *they all clink and drink.  Madame places her cup down*  Shall we see the new little one?

Manouche *is about to answer when she hears a door slamming, followed by footsteps*

Raven *bursts in, runs into the kitchen*  Chiana’s awake, an’ she’s hungry!  Chírilo’s watchin’ her.

Alifi *stands up*  I’ll get a bottle ready for her.  *looks at Manouche*  You and Blake go help the Wonkas get settled at the mill house, then bring everyone back here and we’ll have some lunch.

Manouche:  Cheers, luv, thanks a lot.  *to Raven*  Go get Chírilo an’ yer sister, lil’ mate, bring ‘em ‘ere.  We’ll be back soon.  *Raven runs out, she turns to Willy and Madame, smiles*  Right, let’s get th’ Wonka brood installed, ay?  *they all leave the kitchen, leaving Alifi to prepare Chiana’s bottle; walk outside toward the car*

Willy *goes to the side of the car while Madame goes to the other.  He peeks in and sees Cole has rolled onto the floor, sleeping soundly.  He laughs and opens the door*  Cole, boy, wake up.  *he sits him up*

Cole *whines for a minute, then opens his eyes and sees Manouche*  Manouche!  *he jumps up and hugs her*

Willy *smiles at Cole, then goes back and unbuckles the aggravated triplets.  He takes each out, one by one, and lets them stand on the ground*  Love, do you have the baby?

Madame *comes around to his side, Angel in her arms asleep*  Yes. 

Manouche *laughs, hugs Cole*  By th’ powers, Cole, look how ye’ve grown!  *sees the triplets*  Not t’ mention th’ lil’ Wonka brigade.  *she keeps an arm around Cole, walks over to Madame, looks at Angel; murmurs*  Blimey, ain’t she beautiful …

Blake *steps close to look over Manouche’s shoulder, nods*  She sure is.  *looks at Willy, grins*  You’ll need a new wing at the factory for all these kids of yours.  *he glances over, sees Chase looking at him, remembers how she always seemed to like him.  He smiles at her, winks; she ducks her head shyly*  Can that be little Chase, so grown up?  *Chase giggles, grinding the ground with her shoe*

Willy:  Chase, can you tell Uncle Blake how old you are?

Chase *looks up, her face flushed red*  One!

Madame *cradles Angel*  She's a true Angel, Manouche. 

Cole:  She's my responsibility!  *points to himself proudly*

Madame *nods*  Indeed.  Tell Manouche how you helped mommy when Angel was ready to come.

Cole *turns and looks straight up at Manouche*  I delivered her!!!

Manouche *stares at him*  Blimey … all on yer onesies?  *Cole nods vigorously; she smiles a little anxiously*  But … how th’ blazes did ye know what t’ do? 

Blake *crouching down to talk to Chase, looks up at Manouche*  An’ here I thought you just taught him a few basic first-aid tips!

Manouche:  I can’t say I recall tellin’ him stories o’ midwifery.  *looks at Madame, then Willy*  He were always interested in anythin’ that had t’ do with doctorin’.  Coupla times, when any of th’ other children got hurt, I’d be takin’ care of ‘em an’ he was always at me side.  Right keen on it all, an’ never a bit squeamish.  I told ‘im he may become a doctor someday, if he kept it up.  *looks at Cole*  How’d it all ‘appen, mate?

Cole *begins to babble like crazy*  Well first me and mommy were making cookies and then mommy fell and started crying so I called daddy and daddy said he couldn't get home cause he was so busy so he said I had to look in between mommy's legs to see if Angel was there and then I said yes and he told me what to do and when her head came out, she had a cord wrapped around her neck TWICE so I unwrapped it, even though it was really hard, and then mommy kept pushing and then Angel came but she wasn't breathing, so I pushed on her belly and breathed into her mouth like daddy told me to and then she started breathing again and then daddy showed up and he and mommy were all happy and crying and stuff!!!!!  *catches his breath*

Willy:  Wow .. good job boy I didn't think anyone could combine that into one sentence.

Manouche *smiles*  Ye definitely ‘ave a future in medicine if ye want it, luv.  *she waves toward the mill house*  Now how ‘bout we get ye settled in yer temporary digs, an’ then join Alifi?  I know she’s keen t’ see th’ new baby.  *she leads them all to the mill house, pulls out a ring of keys, removes one, unlocks the door, opens it.  Then enter, she walks around opening windows, letting the fresh air in.*  Ye’ll see there’s plenty o’ room, an’ ye should ‘ave most anythin’ ye’ll need.  Help yerself t’ anything ‘ere, an’ just let us know if ye need anythin’.  Th’ kitchen is pretty well-stocked fer now, an’ ye can ‘ave all th’ privacy ye want.  An’ if ye don’t want privacy, we’re close by.  *she turns to Willy, smiles, hugs him, murmurs*  Welcome back, brother, Deppville needs ye.  *she hands Willy the key to the mill house; turns to Madame, hugs her and the baby, kisses Madame’s cheek, then steps back, beaming at them*  Right, take yer time an’ get settled, then come on back over to th’ house, an’ we’ll all ‘ave a bite to eat, savvy?

Blake *carrying Chase, kisses her, puts her down*  See you in a few minutes, little lady.  *he smiles as she grins shyly at him then lowers her head and giggles again.  He smiles at Willy and Madame*  We’ve sure missed you all.  It’ll be great to have you here for awhile.  *He turns to Manouche, they walk out to let Willy and Madame get settled, head back to the main house*

Madame *nods and watches them leave.  She looks around, beaming*  Oh it's so lovely!!! 

Willy *staring at Chase, who is crouched on the ground, something hidden under her dress* Chaseline ...  *Chase looks up at Willy's serious face, starts to crawl away in excitement*  Oh no you don't little girl!!  *he runs after her and picks her up*  What do you have?  *Chase tries to keep her arms around her dress so Willy can't get the object*  Oh you think you're smart eh?

Chase:  Yes!

Willy:  I'll show you!  *he lays her on the floor and tickles her*  Hand it over Chase!  Hand it over!!!

Chase *laughing hysterically*  Nooooooooooo!!!

Willy *continues*  Hand it over, girl!

Chase:  TAY!!!  *she reaches under her dress and pulls out Blake's glasses*

Willy *takes them and sits next to her*  How did you get these you sly devil?

Chase *stands up and leans on Willy's arm, then pats her pocket on her dress*  Pockie!

Willy:  You took them out of his pocket.  Well aren't you mischievous.  We'll be giving these back to your uncle later.

Madame:  She seems to take a real liking to his glasses ... even since the first time Manouche and Blake baby-sat.

Willy:  Tell me about it.  *he eyes them carefully, making sure they aren't broken.  Chase tries to reach for them*  No, Chase.  *Chase begins to whine. reaches again.  Willy taps her hand lightly*  I said no!  *Chase, startled by his tap, sits on the ground and starts to cry.  Willy puts Blake's glasses on a high table, then picks up Chase*  Now stop it.

Chase:  Naaooo  *she cries more*

Madame:  Chaseline Marie, enough!  *Chase cries even louder, buries her head in Willy's jacket*

Willy:  I'll take her to the car.  She can help me unload the stuff. 

Madame *nods*  I'll change the babies.  *sighs as she watches Will hit Jacob on the head with a bottle* 

At the DeMarcos’:

Don Juan *straightens his mask in the bathroom in front of the mirror and sighs.  It sings like an Opera Choir, but it has its toll too ... Bravely he walks back and scans the room.  One new lady ... Oh well, one more conquest and then he'll go home*

*Some hours later he returns home walking a bit unsteady, having wined and dined with at least a dozen charming ladies, six of which begged him to come up to their rooms, and one can't disappoint a lady, can one?  The only thing he wishes for now is that Ava would not be at home and that he could just fall on the bed and sleep undisturbed.  He opens the door and is greeted by Shane's booming voice.  Apparently Don Samuel tries to wriggle and turn at nappy changing.*  Thank goodness I don't have to do that anymore ... *then a darker thought hits him*  Maybe it was a mistake to forge the papers?  *he looks at the children who smile at him, and he sees only George in them.  He doesn't want to hold them.  He doesn't even want to look at them ...*  Shane, I am retiring to bed.  Keep the kids quiet, will you.  Oh, and Shane, do you think that the kids resemble me at all?

Shane *thinks quickly*  Of course they do Don why wouldn't they I mean they are your children so they are bound to look like you. *looks at Sam and squints*  He sure does look like you and the ladies sure love him.  *thinks for a moment*  Ava's having her one of her many naps so I wouldn't wake her. *shrugs* your mommy and that ba *nearly dropping himself in it*  bear they cant be separated can they?  *laughs*

Edna *running from the kitchen*  It's you it's really you *smiles*  I am Edna your new house maid your wife hired me said something like out with the old and in with the new. *pauses*  Ah this came for you Mr DeMarco it looks important *hands him a letter*

Don Juan *faintly*  Does he?  *smiles charmingly at Edna*  Hello, Edna, I am very pleased to have you as a house maid, and I couldn't agree more with Ava on this.  Now what's the letter?  *he takes it and looks Edna straight in the eyes*  Welcome to my house, Edna.