"You OK darling?" H.G. was starting to worry about Myka. She had never seen her nervous and distracted after a phone call.

"Huh…Yeah, yeah I'm fine. It was Mom and Dad." Myka paused.

"And…." H.G. had to push to get any information out of Myka sometimes, and this was one of those times.

"And….They wants to meet you."

"That's good isn't it?" H.G was confused by this.

"It is and it isn't. It is because they are actually interested in me for once, especially Dad, and bad because they don't know it's you. They know I'm dating someone, they just don't who." Myka started to walk off, H.G. hot on her heels.

"So they don't know it's me? Myka you need to tell them!"

"It's alright for you! You haven't met my Dad! Helena, I've always been afraid of disappointing him..."

H.G. cut in "I disappoint you?" feeling very hurt by what Myka had just said.

"…No, No! Of course you don't disappoint me. How could you possibly disappoint me? It's just that he has high standards and I barely matched up to them growing up! God knows how he is going to react when he finds out my girlfriend is the H.G. Wells! We're going to give him a heart attack!" Myka started to pace up and down the sitting room. H.G. watching her, getting slightly dizzy doing so.

H.G. was flummozed on what to say. All she could say was "When do they want to meet me?"

"They're going to be here in an hour"