“Sounds good.”
“Are you guys at the bar?”
“Not tonight. Teagan had something to do.”
“Ok, well dinner is at seven.”
“Should my parents come too?”
“No. I’ll deal with your father later.”
“Good idea, you can handle one elite dragon, but not two. I don’t blame you.”
“I’m excited to meet Sarai.”
“I’m sure she is excited to meet you, too,” Alistair said. “Now that she knows you’re not her competition.”
“Well, Alistair, I have to go. I guess I’ll see you on Sunday.”
“See you on Sunday. I guess I’ll make my way down to the poker game. Going to share the big news with the guys and give free drinks.”
“Sounds fun. Have a goodnight.” Alistair hung up the phone. Then he called his mother.
“Mom, it’s Alistair. I’m bringing three people to Sunday night dinner.”
“Oh, are Phoebe and her parents coming? How nice.”
“Well, Phoebe is one of the guests, but her parents are not coming. I have two other people. I’ll introduce them to you on Sunday. Now I have the menu for you. Do you have a pen and paper?”
“Ok, what are we eating?”
“Steak, baked potatoes, maybe a salad, and macaroni and cheese with bacon.”
“Are we expecting children?”
“Mom, please, just trust me. I have big news, and I know once the shock passes, you’ll be very happy.”
“Alright, we’ll have the chef make mac and cheese with bacon. You’re being very secretive.”
“Also, be prepared. Father and I are having it out, and I want to apologize ahead of time for any damage that may cause.”
“You’re not marrying Phoebe.”
“I’ll see you on Sunday, Mother.”
“Alistair! You have---” Alistair hung up. Then he headed down to the bar.
“Alistair!” His friends were already in the middle of a game.
“Deal me in, and the drinks are on me. I’m going to be a father,” he announced. His friends whooped and hollered.
“So, which one did you knock up?” Hank asked.
“Sarai, and we are back together. I’m bringing her to dinner on Sunday to meet the folks.”
“Are you insane? Your father will kill her.”
“No. I will kill him if he tries.”
