Thomas didn't know what he was expecting when it was he set up these damnable interviews to play matchmaker for himself to try and find someone who could at the bare minimum be the parent Charlie also needed...

The young toddler needed another present parent and a guiding hand... with Grace not having ever been around... well....

Not to mention... a part of him was lonely, the women that had come in- beautiful, done up real nice. Smelled good... but by God if their personalities couldn't have been any worse... they didn't even try and answer anything about experience with children... or if they even liked children.

The only thing they seemed to be thinking about was how much coin he had in his wallet. Sure Thomas wanted a woman who was comfortable with the money he made, but dammit.... women just after his hard earned money wasn't his only concern-

It was the sound of the door opening that got him out of his thoughts as he took a heavy drag off his cigarette with a glass of whiskey as Aunt Pol stood in the door.

"Got one more here to see you Tommy, my pick." She says, to him tossing the door open a little more as Thomas sighed out heavily deciding not to argue with his aunt-

One more.... then it's over with. He thought.

"Alright... let 'em in." He says quietly.