Ivan Luna (Selena's father)

Selena Beaucorps had not seen her father Ivan since the funeral of her mother Mariah, when Renee was just a little girl and Marcus not even born. Though Ivan hadn't been as religious as his departed wife, he had converted to Presbyterianism at his wife's insistence and been imbued with that Calvinist guilt. He approved of the religious school Selena had been sent to for her senior year, and Selena resented him for it, though perhaps not as much as her mother. Things didn't go any more smoothly when Selena opted for a see-through wedding dress and gone commando.

Ivan carried himself like a sailor - at 5'10", his hair had been blond in his youth but had been bleached white by the ravages of time. All the same, he kept his beard neatly trimmed to frame his round face and his short hair in a side part, something he had been doing since his 20's when he met the serious go-getter Mariah Jones in college and been taken in. He breathed in and reminisced about those days, as he was cooped up in a nursing home across the state.

"Honey," Selena protested to George after he proposed getting Ivan out of the nursing home for a visit, "we haven't talked with him in years! Besides, don't you think he'd be ... displeased with what Renee's been up to?"

"I'm sure he'll come around to Reneeism," George made reference to the new religion and how it would affect Ivan.

"Okay...." Selena acquiesced and invited her father over.

"How come you haven't had me over in years?!" were the first words out of Ivan's mouth as he grumbled his way into the Beaucorps' house.

"Hello to you too, Dad," Selena sighed sarcastically in response as Renee and Marcus came down.

"Renee!" Ivan came up to his granddaughter in joy and hugged her, giving her a noogie in the process, "you're almost as tall as me! How dare you grow without me!"

"Love you, grandpa," Renee reciprocated the hug before Ivan went on to Marcus.

"Well, if it isn't the man himself!" Ivan smiled warmly, "I've only heard about you in stories!"

"Me, too, grandpa!" Marcus grinned as he hugged his grandfather and shook his hand.

"Dinner should be ready in about twenty minutes," Selena announced, "how about you talk with your grandchildren in the living room before then?"

"I think that would be quite delightful!" Ivan smirked as Selena silently congratulated herself on punting the responsibility of talking to her father.

Ivan and his grandchildren sat around the living room making small talk. Everything happened without incident except for one comment Ivan made to Renee.

"You know, Renee," Ivan gestured to her hoodie, yoga pants, and fuzzy socks, "you're dressed rather heavily. When your mother was your age, she'd run around with no clothes on!" he sighed with an unsubtle tinge of disappointment.

"Huh, interesting," Renee blushed heavily and Marcus grinned behind his hand, both well aware of what Ivan was missing.