Chatting over lunch.

Over the course of their lunch Ryan's parents interrogated him and his new bride on their relationship -- his mother in her polite British manner while his father was blunt as usual, warranting the occasional scolding from his wife and son when a question was deemed inappropriate.

"How long are you two staying in town for," Edward asked.

Ryan looked at his wife for a moment before answering, "We fly out to Paris in a week."

"I have a photo shoot!" Marlissa added, excited that she was now a model, or at least according to what she had told her new parents-in-law.

"It must be exciting to travel around the world for your job," Edward said.

"Sometimes..." Ryan shrugged.

"I was asking your wife."

"Yes, it is, dad," Marlissa replied, happy that she now had a father-in-law. "I love seeing new places, experiencing new cultures, and speaking different languages."

"Ryan knows many languages," Edward smiled at his son.

"How many can you speak, dear?" Catherine asked.

"Many," Marlissa smiled, glancing at her husband. As a demon of seduction she inherently knew how to communicate in all human languages and dialects fluently. However, she could not reveal her true nature to Ryan's parents so again she had to lie to them. "English, French, Italian, Spanish, and Mandarin."

"Oh, how is your Mandarin compared to Ryan's, dear?" Catherine asked.

"我比他好多了!" Marlissa giggled.

"You should give Ryan lessons, dear," Catherine laughed, despite not understanding what her daughter-in-law said she could tell it was more fluent than Ryan's barely passable conversation-level Chinese.

"You should give us all lessons when you come back from your honeymoon!" Edward chuckled.

"Honeymoon?" Marlissa raised her arched eyebrow.

"In Paris, honey," Ryan added.

"Oh yes, honeymoon in Paris!" Marlissa cheered. "It is very beautiful there!" She had been in Paris before but a few hundred years earlier when she was summoned by an aristocrat.

"What's your plan for the rest of the afternoon, dear?" Catherine asked.

"We have none," Marlissa replied, although she wanted to do some shopping to expand her wardrobe if she would play the part of a globe trotting model.

"Would you like to come back to the house and see Ryan's old room?"

"Mom..." Ryan began to protest.

"We haven't touched it since you left university."

"Yes, please!" Marlissa giggled, looking at her husband with childish delight.