Dinner was served.

Madge popped open a bottle of red wine, and even Roseanne was allowed a little.

But then...

She ended up downing two full glasses!

While Norris was caught up in conversation and Madge was engrossed in the exquisite flavors of the meal, no one paid much attention to her, except for... Owen: "Roseanne, that's your third glass."

"!" Roseanne's hand froze in the act of reaching for the wine bottle.

Only then did Norris and Madge realize she had indulged a bit too much.

"You little rascal! We said a little, not glass after glass!" Madge couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

She enjoyed her wine, sure, but always knew when to stop, unlike her daughter...

Norris disapproved as well, but his focus was elsewhere-

"Owen is truly the detail-oriented scientist! Such keen observation! No wonder he's made such remarkable achievements in physics at such a young age..." Indeed, Norris had done his homework on Owen, learning about his contributions to the scientific community through various channels.

He couldn't stop expressing his admiration.

even joked,

academic feats were

completely agreed with the "smitten"

he really praise

felt her dad had rose-tinted glasses on for

ones at

I'm quite embarrassed as a father..." Norris said, taking a sip of his wine.

nearly spat out

Roseanne was totally speechless.

was speechless and

it sounds! See, Madge and are always in Pinehollow, Anne's all by herself in Lumina

and capable. You could look after her in both her

it'd be good for her to have an elder looking out for her in an unfamiliar place..." With every mention of "elder"

about the idea, seemingly ready to make Owen swear brotherhood right then and there, Madge

snatched the wine

"What are you

you lose sense

att

Owen, that age, to

vel.ne

uncle? The very

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