"Which is why, after the first ice-breaking meeting, you invite him to lunch in a nice public place."

Good lord, she was going to have to teach him how to be an in-law, wasn't she? Step by ever-loving step. Christ. Maybe literally. Couldn't the Almighty give his retirees some coping skills? Free-will issues be damned.

Also, she wasn't having this conversation in her work-room. "C'mon, feather-brain, let's go grab a drink and sit on the porch like civilized beach bums."