Don't worry darling

8

Clifford and Evelyn come in through the back gate...and are instantly greeted with a wave of cheers. Everyone jumping for a chance to shake Clifford's hand.
Joe approaches Clifford with a beer in each hand--

JOE
There he is, man of the hour!
--and bear hugs him right off his feet, nearly knocking Evelyn off hers.

BETSY (approaching)
For pete's sake, Joe, would you watch what you're doing?!

(to Evelyn)
Twelve o' clock and he's already double-fisting.
JOE Hey, I plan ahead.
He smacks Betsy on the butt. Evelyn laughs. She holds out a heaping platter to Betsy.

EVELYN
Ambrosia salad. I don't know if
it's any good but...
CLIFFORD
Don't listen to her, it's
delicious.
BETSY
I'm sure it's to die for. C'mon,
honey...
(pulling her away)

Joe, be a good host and get Clifford a drink.
Evelyn looks back to Clifford as she's dragged away. He blows her a kiss. She smiles at him. Goddamned he's a tall glass of water.

LATER
Clifford and Joe and the other MEN shoot the shit around the BBQ, cooking burgers and drinking beers.

Betsy, carrying a fresh pitcher of margaritas, comes out of the house to find her two boys, TOMMY and JACK, roughhousing in the pool.