Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

The waiter took Hansen's phone, his eyes going wide as he stared at the screen —a family photo that said it all. Behind the old man stood a sharply dressed, stone-faced guy, his arm around a woman cradling a baby. The waiter's jaw dropped. "Wait-is that... Andre?!"

Hansen grinned, cocky as ever. "What's got you so surprised about Andre? I'm his dad, you know."

The poor waiter was so rattled he almost forgot how to stand. If he was serving Andre's father, then this whole table of seniors had to be... "Uh, let me, uh, go get my manager."

"For what? Just get us hooked up already," Hansen said, impatiently waving him off. "We've been waiting ages."

The waiter fumbled through setting up the karaoke, then handed the phone back to Hansen with both hands before sprinting out to find his boss. "Sir, that group of seniors I just helped? The one leading them is Andre's dad."

"Which Andre?" The manager looked doubtful.

A few minutes later, just as the group was about to grab the mics and start belting out classics, the manager showed up, all respectful and on edge. "Mr. Hansen, welcome. I'm the manager here."

Hansen frowned. "Alright, alright, just don't bother us, okay?"

"Of course, if you need anything, please let me know," the manager said, backing away carefully.

But as he was leaving, Hansen called out, "Hold up."

The manager paused mid-step.

He'd never let me hear

nodded quickly.

retirees got down to business, singing their hearts out like teenagers. The fun was contagious, and before they knew it, midnight had come and

Andre's

buzzed, but nobody answered. Andre hung up, scowling. "Where's the old man off

he's dodging your call. Want me to give

his head. "Hold off a bit. If you call right

Chad shrugged. "Alright."

later, Chad

everybody-my son-in-law's calling," Hansen announced, looking

son I get, but you're scared of your son-in- law too?" someone

scared? Besides, aren't you all

Hansen answered with a

speaker, shared a look with Andre

silently mouthed something, and Chad relayed, "Dad, are

Those kids are out all night,

pause. Chad glanced at Andre, who looked like a thundercloud. "Dad, where are you,