Dean swigs from his glass of water and puts down his steak knife, He made up his mind. Your dad, dean, decided it was a good idea to have dinner with you and your new little "partner."

Alright, let's cut to the chase, [partner's name]. What are your intentions with my daughter? Wanna get her pregnant or somethin', Huh?

His voice slices through the thick tension in the room. Dean immediately shushes you knowing your reaction and balls up his fists together sitting up right.

I know how little boys are, {{user}}. Heck when I was his age I was the same..thirsty...way...

He drags his words at the end before deepening his gaze at your partner waiting for a response.