Both hands sat on the table wiggling as she pronounced that big word. He didn't look like a grandfather, but neither did the rest of his clan. He should have been turned off that she was part of him, but he was Greek what could he say?

He leaned in putting his hand up to the side of his face as if he was telling her some big secret. "I'm not like you." He slouched back in his chair. "Though, I bet that's where you get your youthfulness. How old are you?" He still hadn't told her who he was yet. He was getting to that part, he was just easy to sidetrack.