It's just that he's so different from the Daddy I grew up with. I'm a little scared to talk to him." I'll be there if you want, Hon." I don't know. I'...l have to think about that." You know you need to make up with him before this weekend, don't you?" No. What's so special about this weekend?" Barbecue. This Sunday." That's for the people who built the place." Oh, come on, Jill. Without your father there wouldn't be any place. He put up all the money and saved Mom a ton of interest. He's the one. Marjorie's confidence -- confidence that, at least, her cruelly maimed son was loved by a good woman -- was growing."You want some breakfast? It's already on the table!" Yes! Yes, I left the hotel before their restaurant was even open! And coffee! You got any coffee?" Oh, we got coffee," Marjorie said. "C'mon in the kitchen."Paul Sr. was called on his cell phone and it was agreed that he'd make a short day of it and try to get home early to meet Lois.After a get-acquainted breakfast, Marjorie. Beth was such an attractive young woman and he knew he was so fortunate that she loved him as much as he loved her. He couldn't wait until they got married a couple of years from now.When Beth sat down beside Sam, they cuddled together and after they watched the first DVD together, Beth stood and took Sam by the hand, leading him from the family room to her bedroom. When they got there, she closed the door behind them out of habit even though she knew no one was expected to come in unannounced. “Yes, I know how to make Saag Paneer,” Trupti answered.“I like that and the flat bread. How about the red chicken?” Liz asked.While the women discussed Indian cuisine, Jack and Melissa were over at the other side of the room having a subdued conversation while keeping an eye on the discussion between Liz and Trupti. As a host, Jack felt that it was his duty to make sure that his guest felt comfortable. Leaning over to Melissa, Jack said, “I’m afraid that I have some bad news.”“What?” Melissa.