Memories are all a person has when they grow old you know. Memories are what make an old lady happy or sad to have lived the life they lived. At 9 in the morning, when a 65 year old Ally Paul made her way down into the basement of her two-story Boston suburban home, little did she know the kind of memory overload she would be faced with that day. She had decided it was about time to organize that mess that had accumulated down there over some 30 odd years. She rounded the bottom of the stairs and made her way around the corner through the bathroom with two doors into the laundry room. She turned on the light and looked up into the storage area, which was about 3 feet above ground next to the washer and dryer. There was a solitary light bulb with a string hanging down along with tons and tons of boxes.

Ally took a deep breath and grabbed the first box she saw. It was so heavy that she found herself dragging it out rather than lifting, considering she was on a rather weak chair and any wrong move could send the chair crashing beneath her. As she pulled the box towards her, it came to the end where the storage space ended and she climbed down, heaving the box onto the chair and then onto the floor.

Ally sat down on the chair and reached into the box. She pulled out an album and a couple of fallen documents that were loosely tucked in there. Ally picked up the documents and organized them, and then something caught her eye, a name, Kimberly Bishop. Oh how she had hated that woman. Ally chuckled as she continued to read. It was the complaint that Kimmy had filed against her when she had insulted her while being out on a date. Ah, the father-son team. Ally laughed at herself for having dated blood relatives. The second claim had been for insulting her in front of a nun before she ran into Larry on the street. The music, she remembered hearing music while staring at him while he looked at her like she was crazy.

"Hey!"

"Ally. Don't tell me, the son has a twin!" Larry kept a straight face while teasing Ally.

"Funny," Ally and Larry maintained an awkward silence for about five seconds. "I'm here to hire you," Ally broke the silence.

"Hire me?" Larry questioned her.

"I've been sued," Ally confessed, feeling very stupid because, matter of fact, the case was stupid. "Now, I could have a member of my own firm, but I think it probably makes sense to hire outside counsel."

"And I assume you checked me out," Larry chimed in without missing a beat.

The music from earlier that morning came into Ally's head again. "Well, you seem smart and since you're a solo practitioner I figured that you must be a decent litigator now if you DON'T want to do the case -"

Larry interrupted, "I want it!"

"Oh, oh good, excellent," Ally was relieved, "great," she continued, still feeling nervous in Larry's presence.

"Great," Larry looked at Ally, questionably.

"Okay then," Ally tried to break the awkward silence that had once again boomed in the room, only this silence spread for a longer period of time.

Ally had turned around and Larry stopped her by speaking, "Ally I could be wrong but is there something you would like to talk about?" Larry cocked his head at her.

Ally became utterly nervous and began stuttering, "No, no no," Ally laughed softly, "No, why, no, what would I have to talk about?" Ally was nervous that he had noticed something about her sudden little crush on him.

"The case," Larry said in a way that made Ally feel like the stupidest person alive.

"Oh," Ally said in a relieved state. "While, having dinner with the father and son, I passed this puritanical witch I knew in law school. She was out with her friends wearing their little Gucci chastity belts and I mentioned something about her slipping me spermicide. She claims it impuned her, she filed suit, and then she amended the complaint after I said something completely in passing about a pinching diaphragm within the earshot of a bystanding nun. And now, I sit before you, garnished. So, um, do you have ANY, thoughts?"

Ally smiled, she always did talk in run-on sentences, like Larry always told her. She was amazed that she even kept it. Thoughts of the lawsuit with Kimmy led to her other thoughts of her and Larry's first beginnings.

"You, uh, know, Nelle?" Ally asked Larry above the music in the Martini Bar jealous.

"I met her in your office today and, she invited me for a drink. She seems nice," Larry looked at Ally wondering what she was getting at, then he glanced over at her and added, "good hair," with a smile.

Ally stuttered, trying to spit out the words, "Di, I, do, I, yo, you're married, Larry," Ally looked at him incredulously. "Di, do, don't you think that's a little inappropriate?"

"No," Larry was getting a kick out of this.

"No?" Ally was confused.

"I'm divorced," this put Ally in her place, she was stunned.

"Oh," Ally started laughing nervously realizing she wanted to be with him instead of Nelle forgetting that she was out with someone else at that particular moment. "Well good, I mean, no, I mean well nevermind I guess."

Nelle came up next to Larry, "I hate to interrupt Ally but your date, looks a little insecure over there. Elaine's putting up-" Ally chose to ignore the rest of what she said.

"Thank you Nelle," Ally glared at her and gritted her teeth in a highly fake smile. "See you tomorrow," she turned to Larry.

"I'll be here," Larry watched Ally walk away and then as soon as Ally sat down, she was looking back over at Nelle and Larry's table, enviously.

"How dare you make me apologize to that, vile rabid yak! Ta-talk about groveling!" Ally was infuriated at Larry as they entered her office after the final deposition with Kimmy to resolve the lawsuit.

"I was looking to make the lawsuit go away, which it did," Larry responded in that same fast paced ending of sentences he was so fond of doing.

"Well it wasn't worth-"

Larry interrupted, "Yes it was."

"To have to suck up to her AND pay her legal fees?" Ally couldn't get over her anger. "This was a stupid case!"

"Which you started!" Larry cut in quickly.

"And any half-ass lawyer-"

Larry put another two cents in, "That would be me."

"Would have declared this Nelle and void with one motion."

There was a brief pause and smart Mr. Larry spoke up again. "Null and void, Nelle's your colleague," Larry put emphasis on the difference between null and Nelle.

"Who you're dating and I find that completely inappropriate. I suppose you're seeing her tonight?"

Larry couldn't help himself, "Actually no, I’ll be with her mother," he smiled.

Ally was appalled, "This case is over! You can go now!" and Ally turned away from him.

Larry stepped towards Ally, "I don't wanna go. I want you to ditch the father and son act, I’ll declare Nelle void and we can have dinner tonight."

"Done," Ally said before turning around and smiling.

Ally couldn't forget their first date. She was in absolute heaven.