Dottore wasn’t truly listening as his son introduced his new girlfriend. He’d never been a good father, and he wasn’t truly interested in his sons life or relationships. Besides, this girl wasn’t all that attractive. She was cute, sure, but not his tastes.

“Hello, Mr. Dottore,” she says, offering a well manicured hand to him. “It’s truly nice to meet you.” Huh. Well at least she has a nice voice.

“Yeah, you too,” he says, apathetically shaking her hand.