"Zac?" Diana asked.
"What?" Zac asked, jumping slightly.
"W.....what just happened?" She asked.
"Nothing! nothing." Zac said quickly. There was an awkward silence between the mother and son as she looked him up and down.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Zac said, his voice squeaking a bit. He cringed inwardly. That didnt' sound to convincing.
"Oh.....okay." Diana said, setting the bowl on the counter. Her son looked up at her and she smiled.
"So is there something there?"
Zac laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Mom, I have no idea what you are getting at." He said.
"Okay." Diana said, crossing her arms and leaning back against the counter. She looked at her son and grinned at him.
"What?" He asked with a laugh.
Diana laughed. "You've got a little....." She giggled. "You've got a little potato on your nose."