How did you meet? That's a boring story, really. No, let me tell it, dear. After my mother...

How did you meet? That's a boring story, really. No, let me tell it, dear. After my mother died, I sat alone in this house for months. Barely got out of bed, in fact. Finally, I found a diner,not too far from here. I'd go there every day at thesame time, order the same thing. Chicken soup and a seltzer. Grace was my waitress, and I grew very fond of her. She told me of her two poor children, Sasha and Charles, and how they suffered at thehands of their abusive father. I had to help. I offered her refuge, and she accepted. And this house heard laughter once again. Then one thing led to another. Love blossomed. And here we are. But you are my only trueblood relative, Oswald