Gordo raised his eyebrows. "No... it can't be," he protested.
"Um, I have to go," Lizzie said, sliding off his lap.
"Lizzie, it's just a stupid site, it can't be you, there's a million McGuires in the world, come on."
Lizzie thought for a minute and then forced a smile "Okay," she said softly.
"You're still not convinced, are you?"
Lizzie shook her head.
"Okay," Gordo said. "Let's read the info on this site, I'm sure they'll say it's not 100% accurate."
"Alright," she replied, feeling a little bit better. Gordo anxiously clicked as Lizzie stood behind him, feeling a bit sick.
"Here we go...'All of our family trees are traced carefully and are 99.9% accurate'" Gordo read. "See? We still have .1%!"
"Yeah..." Lizzie slowly said, forcing a fake smile on her face.
"You're STILL not convinced?"
"I didn't say that!"
"I know you McGuire, I know your fake smile."
"Okay, okay. You're probably right. I really need to get home though, my mom said I had to be back by 3," Lizzie lied.
"Sure," Gordo said shrugging. He kissed her quickly on the lips and smiled. "Are you okay?"
"Me? I'm fine!" she said, heading towards the door, banging into a table on the way. "Fine" Lizzie repeated, and walked out.
"I'll prove it to her," Gordo said quietly to himself. "I will."