There’s an uncoordinated hop in her step as she shimmy and shakes her way out onto the set of the popular – even after all these years – daytime talk show to the sound of adoring fans and an almost familiar tune she can very nearly place. She’s beaming with pride as too tall heels guide her to the host she’s grown familiar with over her years playing the beloved silver screen diva of Los Angeles. She stops in front of her chair to perform a sudden, and admittedly embarrassing rendition of the robot offering the taller blonde a belly laugh and a hug before taking her seat.
“Now, Rachel,” Ellen crosses her legs, barely waiting a beat after the audience quiets before starting. “You were actually here just a few weeks ago, right?”
The singer beams. “That’s correct.”
“You did the whole hair and makeup thing, were dressed and ready to come on out. Our audience was excited to have you and yet, you literally went running out of the studio ten minutes before you due on camera. Care to explain before you grovel for forgiveness?”
She nods her head, wetting the smirk that spreads across her lips as she lets out a soft chuckle. “Yes, happily, and I hope you’ll all be very forgiving.” She pauses, jokingly eyeing the audience before she continues. “Actually my wife had just gone into labor with our first son,” Rachel’s attention turns to the screen as it first lights up with the photo of Quinn and Eli she had instagrammed for Mothers’ Day.
"And that’s - that’s him then?" Ellen points to the enlarged photo behind them.
Rachel nods, a quiet ‘mhm’ slipping from her lips, as the photo changes to her with Eli and his perfect little features. She gestures towards him and leads the audience in a chorus of ‘oohs’ and ‘awes,’ immense pride and love radiating from her every pore.
"He is quite the looker."
"Yes, he’s a very handsome, very loud little boy," she teases, finally shifting her gaze back to the interview. "So, I think we can all agree I had a very good reason."
“Like mother, like son,” Ellen jokes before continuing. “So with a lot of sleepless nights in your future, can we assume you’ll be taking a break, or will we get to see you in a new project soon?
"Well never say never, I suppose but yes - I think it’s safe to assume. Who would even hire me with the spit up, and the mom jeans, and the sort of permanent zombie look."
"Oh, well you don’t look like a zombie today."
"You’re very kind, magicians back there I swear." The audience laughs and Rachel smiles.
Ellen turns to the camera. “We’ll be right back after this break.”
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