"Brother Fish, do your eyes trouble you?" Fisher's piercing gaze sent a chill down Logan's spine.
"My vision is perfect, thank you very much!" Fisher retorted with a scowl.
"It's merely that I never imagined my brother-in-law to be such a hidden talent, a vintner, no less! You've kept that quite under wraps, haven't you?"
At that moment, Jean chimed in cheerfully, "My father and brother adored the wine I brought home. Father announced he'll be here in two days to purchase a hundred pounds!"
"Why should Uncle have to come himself to buy it? You should take some back for him, it's only right we are family after all," Logan replied, his smile lightening the room.
He wasn't fully aware of his father-in-law's capacity for wine, but it seemed impressive.
"Jean, step aside for a moment; I need to discuss some business dealings with Logan," Fisher interjected abruptly.
"Why should I leave? I'm here to make sure you treat Logan fairly!" Jean shot back defiantly.