He snorts. "You'll pardon me if I disbelieve you on several points of that argument. My father is always telling me I should try it, though." Hal screws up his face and drops his voice to a drawling growl. "'Why can't you be more like Harry Percy? Come home with a woman like Kate Mortimer, Hal. Then you'll finally make me proud!'" A wink. "He likes you and your family. After all, he's got to like somebody."