Kate was probably going to laugh about that. Later. When she wasn't so busy washing her clothes before the stains set in.

Marshall gave him a vaguely encouraging smile. "You'll do fine."

And they were going to find out soon enough whether that was to be the case, because Tara walked into the kitchen right then, carrying a paper bag that looked a little full. Just buying orange juice wasn't enough, apparently.

She'd already seen Bod and Kate's bags by the door, so she wasn't surprised to find him standing in the kitchen. "Hi," she said, smiling. "You must be Bod. I'm Tara, Kate's mom."