Rob was waiting for the elevator when I saw him. Originally, I was going to take the stairs, but I thought it might be better to use the opportunity to talk to—or dare I say bond with—my new brother-in-law.
"You going all the way to the lobby," I asked.
Rob turned to me. His expression was blank.
"Sure am," he said and looked at the little digital display next to the elevator door. The elevator was currently on 37; we were on 10.
"Nice day..." I ventured.
Rob nodded, then immediately looked down at the floor.
That was the final straw.
"You know, Rob," I said, "we are in the same family now. I mean, we don't have to be best friends, but I think we should at least talk."
Rob was still looking at the floor. "Yeah, of course...talk," he said. "What would you like to talk about?"
"Well, for one thing," I said, "how about Mary Ann?"
Rob took a step forward and pushed the elevator call button. It had already been pressed.
"Yeah," he said. "Sad story."
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