"Honey, the Adams women have nice racks. It's nothing to be ashamed off."
                          
"Okay, I'm hanging up now!"
                          
"Wait, no! I haven't wished you a happy belated birthday yet."
                          
I rolled my eyes but couldn't suppress the smile. "Let's have it, then."
                          
"Happy belated birthday!"
                          
She screamed it into the receiver so loudly that I had to hold it away from my ear. "Thanks, Mom."
                          
"I wish you a lifetime of happiness and love, my dear daughter. Despite how hard the last couple of years have been, you have brought me endless joy, and I am so proud of you. And I know your father would have been as well."
                          
"Mom..." My voice was thick with tears and I had to clear my throat.
                          
"No, let me finish." She inhaled a big breath and then released it after a moment, clearly preparing for the speech that I was no doubt about to get from her. "As hard as it is for me to watch you do what you do, I'm so glad that you do it anyways. It makes me feel as I have succeeded in my role as your parent because you willingly put your life on the line every single day to help people. A mother can't ask for more than that. You have given up so much for others. You're an amazing human being and know that I'm saying that without a hint of bias. I think anyone who knows you even a little bit would agree with me. You're a beautiful woman inside and out, and I'm lucky beyond words to get to see what great things you're going to do with the rest of your life."
                          
Luna was always a bit dramatic when it came to speeches, but I knew how much she loved giving them, so I tried to humor her whenever I could although they usually made me cry more than I would've liked. My bottom lip trembled, and I willed the tears not to fall and smudge my mascara. "Thank you, Mom."
                          
"I know I can't be with you a lot now that you're with Sam and Dean, but know that I'm always thinking of you, and I'm never farther than a phone call away."
                          
"I know that."
                          
She exhaled again and then her tone turned lighter. "All right, well, Mom Mode over. I've taken up enough of your time. You kids are gonna be late for the show."
                          
I stood up to check my makeup in the mirror. "Yeah, I can hear Dean pacing outside the door."
                          
"Enjoy your night, Rayne. I love you."
                          
"I love you, too, Mom. Thanks...for everything. Really."
                          
"Anytime, hun. And keep those two men of yours safe, you hear me?"
                          
"Always."
                          
"Excellent. Well, see you later, alligator! Call me soon."
                          
"I will. Bye!"
                          
~~~
                          
The Rialto Square Theater was very old and very beautiful. According to the information bulletin posted in the lobby about the history of the theater, the building opened on May 24, 1926 with the silent film Mademoiselle Modiste. By the 1970s it had deteriorated and only the Rialto Square Arts Association was able to save it from demolition.
                          
The lobby itself was breathtaking. The elegant rotunda was surrounded by 18 Corinthian-style columns, sweeping staircases on either side adorned with elegant red carpets led to the second floor, an enormous crystal chandelier hung in the middle, and the handcrafted ceilings had decorations that could rival the fanciest of art museums. Apparently, the inner lobby was designed after the Hall of Mirrors in the Palace of Versailles in France.
                          
Couples milled around the room with champagne flutes as light music played in the background. The women wore beautiful dresses of all colors and styles, while the men looked handsome in black tuxedos. Obviously none of them could rival the way Dean looked in his tux.