Gray half smiled, nodding. He was so smooth. "Of course, Mrs Sommer. It's all part of the routine. Discrète. J’ai vu neiger." Moms always loved it when he pulled out the French. He figured now was a good a time as any.

There was another mild stand-off between Hunter and her mother. He wrenched his mouth in a flat line to keep from snickering. It was a little difficult, and tears started welling up in his eyes from the effort.

"I brought you some flowers," He chimed in, holding the bouquet of red flowers out to Hunter's mom. "And a couple of things for you and Elizabeth-- it was a little short notice. I would have brought more."