Just as Fran began to feel the familiar sting of rejection, a waiter approached with a small, hand-delivered note.
Fran, it read. I came to the door and saw you. You look like a dream. But I also saw the man you were sitting with—the way he looked at you, and the way you looked at him. I’ve spent twenty-five years pretending to be more than I am, too. Seeing you with him, I realized I could never compete with the real thing. You already have the life you were writing to me about. [S3E1] Pen Pal
Fran looked up at Maxwell, who was busy complaining to the waiter about the steep price of scones. She smiled, tucked the note into her bag, and realized that for once, she didn't need to exaggerate a single word. Pen Pal | The Nanny Wiki | Fandom Just as Fran began to feel the familiar