Having planned meticulously, they knew precisely how much time they had to clear the lobby, bypass the dining room and make their way up to the second floor.
They moved swiftly wearing intentionally soft shoes and monitoring a light tracking snow they had not anticipated.
Katherine carried the backpack and it rattled a little as she moved. Vinnie, a licensed bartender, hid the shaker.
Obviously, they took the stairs.
“Hello!” they said to their grandmother, the Outlaw Mary Jane, as they popped into her room. “We brought you a surprise!”
Delighted, Mary Jane greeted them warmly and thought they, her three goofy grandchildren, were the surprise.
Katherine opened her bag and pulled out a good bottle of gin, dry vermouth, and olives. Vinnie grabbed his traveling jigger and a handful of ice and got to work.
Then, they poured their 84-year old grandmother a perfect drink in a crystal martini glass from her very own home.
“Woah, Vinnie,” Katherine said. “That’s a little too full.”
“It’s okay,” said Mary Jane with a twinkle in her eye. “I can chug-a-lug.”
Vinnie played a little Showboat from his cell phone and, as the familiar overture’s first strains filled the room, Grandma Mary Jane closed her eyes.
“I just want to take in this moment,” she said.
Then she sipped her drink and began to tell stories as her three happy hooligans kicked back and enjoyed the show.