"Oh Daddy, don't be such a fussy old man! This is what prom dresses are supposed to look like these days," Marlene scolded her father. She looked at Gary and her smile dropped just a little. "Why are you dressed as a butler?"
"It's my grandpa's tuxedo," Gary said a little defensively.
"At least take off those silly gloves," she sighed.
He tugged them off and tucked them back into the pocket as he was shown to do.
"That's a little better. Let's get going. Don't wait up daddy." Marlene said and took Gary's arm to get them out the door.
"Goodnight sir," Gary said and Wayland felt a little better seeing his daughter on the arm of a gentleman.
"Be careful out there," the father called out and Marlene flicked a wave at him over her shoulder.
She sighed again as they approached the old pic
