“That was a good joke Cisco. You actually got me there for a minute.” Lisa says with a laugh of relief until she noticed his facial expression hadn’t changed. Her laugh slowly faded into a sound of discontent. “You weren’t joking were you? Cisco, seriously? The last thing I would ever expect you to ask me is to go a dinner with your parents. What am I supposed to say? Hi my name’s Lisa and I kiss your son?”