Adult Dean: She also made lunch? When did she have time to make us lunch? I'm starting to think my mom wakes up before 8:00 a.m.
Dean: You're not gonna go to the cafeteria with the other account execs?
Lillian: Oh, uh, they don't want to eat with me. [chuckles]
Dean: What about the secretaries?
Lillian: They have other things to worry about.
Adult Dean: Lunchtime was the part of the day I enjoyed most... when I got to catch up with my friends. But lunchtime for my mom meant spending time alone. But maybe I could help her out.
Dean: Coach Long! Come eat lunch with us!
Coach Long: Uh, h-hey, uh, I-I would, but, um, I d... I didn't bring anything with me.
Dean: My mom made enough food to share.
Coach Long: Well, you know, that s... that sounds great, but, um...
Dean: You know, on second thought, maybe it'll be fun for me to sit and have lunch alone with my mom. I wanna learn more about what she does around here. [Coach Long nods]
Lillian: Well, just for that, I'm gonna give you that cupcake I was saving for Cliff.
Adult Dean: Even Coach Long left my mom hanging. I guess for a Black woman in the position my mom was in in the 1960s, "working mom" meant you didn't have a place at anybody's lunch table. But it didn't slow her down, and that made her even more of a hero to me.