“Your daughter’s getting married.”

Jim stopped, eyed Pam curiously,

“Is that so?”

Pam nods solemnly,

“To Matty Whitman. They met by the swings— it was a playground courtship. Claire says it took off from there.”

“Matty… Matty… Is he the kid who pulls her braids and calls her ‘fartface?’”

Another nod,

“Love at first sight.”