Family Meeting
Paulo held the door as Julian strolled into the hotel, adjusting his tie for the third time since getting in the car. He was sure there were paparazzi following them; they hadn't let up since the business at the Statue of Liberty several days ago. The others were caught under the limelight just as much, if not more, and while Julian relished the attention on one level, some things deserved the consideration of privacy.

Like today.

"Paulo, you're certain you delivered the invitations?" Julian asked again before entering.

"Yes, Mister Howard. Again, I couldn't put them directly into Mister Summers' hands, but the attendant I tipped said he would be certain they were received." Paulo says.

"He should have called by now. Or at least told me to take a flying leap. What if he's still not well after..." Julian wondered.

"Sir, you said you saw him leave with a young woman before you could get to him. I'm sure he's fine. Now, calm yourself and go see him." Paulo said gently.

Julian took a deep breath and nodded, then steeled himself. There was no telling how Andrew would react to him, or news of their relation. He hoped to be welcomed, but it was quite possible that Andrew would want nothing to do with him at all. It was also highly possible that his father would feel the same way.

Pushing the doubts out of his head for the moment, Julian walked up to the service desk and smiled at the young lady behind the counter.

"Julian Howard to see Andrew Summers, please. Let him know that I'm here, and I'll wait at his convenience." he says.