(Mikhaila is at home, asleep in her bed, when she hears her mother call for
her)
Mom: Mikhaila! Come quickly!
Mikhaila: (runs down the hall and sees her mother collapsed on the floor) Mom! (starts crying) Mom, what's wrong? Please, what's wrong?!
Mom: (breathlessly) Mikhaila here.take this.and remember, I'll always love you. (dies)
Mikhaila: Mom?! MOM!!! NO!!! (starts shaking her) Wake up! Please, wake up!!! You can't leave me here! No god dammit!!!!
(Mikhaila calls 911, but her mother has passed by the time they get there. She takes the envelope that her mother gave her and hides it, not willing to open it yet. At the funeral, everyone says how sorry they are, but it is no consolation. The day after the funeral, she's lying down on her bed, crying, when she notices the envelope left on the bedside stand. She takes it and opens it, finding a key and a letter from her mom)
(Letter) Mikhaila, If you are reading this I have died, and I want you to know that I love you and will always be with you. I had hoped to tell you this when you were alive, but unfortunately it is left for you to take care of.
You have always wondered who your father was, and I have always wanted to tell you, but because of who he is I had to wait until you were old enough to understand. I feel, now, that you are. Your father's name is Vincent Kennedy McMahon. He is the owner of the WWE. We met while he was in Chicago, while he was separated from his wife. They had planned on divorcing, and he was looking for someone. I guess I was that someone. Oh, for those few months, we were the happiest people on earth.
But then, he found out his wife was pregnant with his second child, Stephanie. We were sad when we found out, but he was dutiful to his children. I knew he couldn't leave them. It wouldn't be possible. As quickly as he came into my life, he left, and I let him go. When he would be in Chicago, we would meet up still. I never liked being the other woman, but I had no choice. A few years after Stephanie was born, I found I was pregnant. I didn't know what to do, so I never told him. I left where I was, cut off all contact. I didn't want to end his marriage. I was doing enough to it. I haven't seen or heard from or contacted him since.
If you want to know anything else, you'll have to find him. But first, go to the bank and retrieve the envelope. It is something I wanted him to have for a long time. Please, find him, talk to him, and give it to him. He needs to know.
Your mother
(Mikhaila cried that night, and many nights after that. She finally resolved to find her father. She looked online and noticed a show coming to Chicago soon. She pulled a few strings and got a backstage pass. One of her mother's friends worked the All State Arena. It would be easiest to find him there. When the day finally arrived, she took a cab to the arena.)
Mikhaila: (looking around) Could there possibly be more testosterone in this hellhole? (shakes head) I can't believe my father runs something like this.
Adam: (noticing her walking around confused) Hello miss, can I help you?
Mikhaila: Yeah. I'm looking for Vince McMahon. You know where he is?
Adam: (looks at her closely) Yeah. You know, I'm sure you've heard this before, but you look kinda like him.
Mikhaila: (laughing) You don't know the half of it.
Adam: (confused) Ok then. Come on, I'll take you there.
Mikhaila: (walking with him) Thanks for showing me where he is. I've been wandering around for the past half hour. It's ridiculous. I know this place, but still..
Adam: Well, it can be confusing at times around here. Ah..you'll get to see him in action. He's got a match against Hogan tonight. Actually, it's coming up soon. I'll take you to the gorilla position. You can watch from there.
(The two stand there watching the match. As expected, with the animosity, it's a bloody battle)
Mikhaila: This is what my father's like? Good god he's a bastard.
Adam: (wide eyed) Father?!
Mikhaila: (horrified, she puts a hand over his mouth) Quiet dammit! Please! (looks worried) Oh god! Oh please, please, don't say anything! (groans) Oh shit! Nobody's supposed to know about this! At least not yet!
Adam: (puts a hand over her mouth) If you want to keep it quiet, shut up already then!
Mikhaila: Oh please don't tell anyone!
Adam: Alright alright, just keep it shut or someone else will hear!
(She nodded and turned back to the match, shaking slightly. Adam looked between her and the match, noticing the similarities between the two. After the match was over, she showed her to Vince's locker room for the night)
Mikhaila: (knocks) Hello? Mr. McMahon?
Vince: What?
Mikhaila: Can I come in? It's very important that I speak to you.
Vince: Fine. Come in.
(Mikhaila walks in and comes face to face with Vince. The two stand there, staring at each other in shock)
Vince: (wide eyed) Me.Mel.Melissa?
Mikhaila: (shakes her head) No. No, I'm not Melissa. She was my mother.
Vince: (squints his eyes, studying her) Oh god.are you?
Mikhaila: (tearing and nods) Here. (hands him the packet from the safe deposit box) My mother wanted you to have this.
Vince: (sits down) Oh god.when? How old are you?
Mikhaila: I'm 24. My mother, Melissa, died of a heart attack a few months ago. (hears a knock)
Vince: Who is it?
Stephanie: It's me, dad. Can I come in?
Mikhaila: Oh god.
Vince: Yeah, come on in. (stands up and hugs her)
Stephanie: Hi dad. Good going at the match. How are you feeling?
Vince: Pretty good, considering. I've had a good run. How's Hogan?
Stephanie: Good. (turns to see Shane walk in) Hey Shane! I didn't know you were here!!!
Vince: Shane! (shakes his hand) Good to see you son.
Shane: (noticing Mikhaila) Who are you?
Stephanie: (looks at her) Do I know you from somewhere?
Vince: (goes wide eyed) Ah no. You wouldn't know her. She's.an employee of the arena. She came in here to give me a message. It's alright, you can go now.
Mikhaila: (glares) That'll be fine sir. I'll be going now. (turns on her heel and storms out, slamming the door behind her)
Stephanie: Well that was rude.
Shane: She still looked vaguely familiar.
(Mikhaila storms out, thoroughly pissed off at Vince for ignoring her like that. She understood, but he dismissed her like it was nothing. She stops and leans against the wall and glares a hole in the wall in front of her. Adam comes by and sees her there, the look on her face telling all)
Adam: Hey, what's up? Meeting not go so well?
Mikhaila: Oh yeah, went great. Until his two real children came in. Guess being an illegitimate child makes me the scum of the earth. No matter. He's been my father for five minutes. I can forget about him.
Adam: Oh yeah, it looks like you're gonna do that.
Mikhaila: (glaring at him) Usually, I'd be laughing, but I'm too pissed off right now to even crack a smile. You have a phone I can use? I need to call a cab. I wanna go home.
Adam: (backs off a bit) Well, I can tell you one thing. You've definitely got your father's temper. Now, you want a ride back to your house? I don't have a phone right now, and I'm sure trying to explain all this to anyone else is going to be more complicated than anything.
Mikhaila: (eyeing him) You sure? I live downtown.
Adam: (nods) Why not?
Mikhaila: (shrugs) Suit yourself. But I'm telling you, you'll get lost on the way back to the hotel.
Adam: Nah. I'll figure it out. Come on. I was heading out now anyway.
(The two head off downtown, Mikhaila directing him to where she lived. When they got there, she thanked him for the ride and gave him her cell phone number, in case he got lost getting back to the hotel. Not two minute later, she got a call)
Mikhaila: Hello? Where are you?
Adam: Hell if I know. Somewhere around Oak Park and Belmont?
Mikhaila: And you need to be where?
Adam: Um...hold on a sec...The Regency downtown?
Mikhaila: Alright, here's what you do. Do you know how to get back to where I am? I mean, do you remember how you got where you are from here?
Adam: Yeah, why?
Mikhaila: Head back to my place. I'll drive and you can follow.
Adam: That'll work.
(Adam heads back and meets her at her house. She drives to the hotel where he is, him following. The two say goodbye and she heads back to her house. She runs in the door as the phone rings.)
Mikhaila: Hello?
Vince: Is this Mikhaila?
Mikhaila: No. It's the hired help.
Vince: Come on Mikhaila. I didn't mean anything by it. You coming there put me in an awkward position, especially when those two walked in.
Mikhaila: (sarcastically) Well I'm so sorry I made it awkward for you. Please, excuse me for intruding on your perfect life.
Vince: God dammit Mikhaila! (sighs) Well, you've got the McMahon sarcasm and temper.
Mikhaila: And apparently your looks. I had a lot of people staring at me.
Vince: (scared) Does anyone know?
Mikhaila: No, nobody but you and me. You know, I've been searching for my father for 24 years. And I find him and find out he's a selfish prick.
Vince: Look, I know I deserve this, but come on, you've gotta see where I'm coming from too.
Mikhaila: Yeah, I do, but still, it doesn't excuse it. I guess we'll have to meet again when you come back towards Chicago.
Vince: Nope. You're coming out to our next event in Utah. I'm over nighting you tickets and I'll have someone meet you at the airport. Everything will be paid for. All you have to do is come, and really, I want to see you.
Mikhaila: (thinks about it) Fine. I'll go, but this is your last chance. You blow me off like that again, and that's the last time you'll see me or hear from me.
Vince: Agreed. I'll see you then. (hangs up)
(A few days go by and sure enough, the tickets arrive in the mail. She flies out to Utah and is met at the airport by a limousine. When she arrives at the hotel, she is told that her father wants to meet her at the arena. She goes there to see him)
(Kat got off her plane and headed to the baggage claims and got her luggage and proceeded outside to hail a taxi. It was hot and the thermometer on the bank across from the air port read 90 degrees even though it was only May. She pulled off two hair ties that she was wearing along with her many bracelets and pulled her long dark read hair back into two low pony tails. Finally a taxi stopped for her)
Taxi driver: Where to miss?
Kat: The Delta Center.
Taxi driver: What's your business in Salt Lake?
Kat: Oh it's kind of a surprise visit dropping in on some old friends.
(They pulled in to the parking lot of the Delta Center and Kat got out paid the cab driver and walked down the tunnel where she knew the entrance for "performers" was. She told the security who she was and they let her pass but not before asking where the diva locker room was. She found it quickly and knocked on the door. She heard a familiar voice say.)
Amy: Come in.
Kat: Hey girl you got room for one more diva in her?
Amy: Kat? Oh my god! (gets up and goes over to her and hugs her) Wow it's been forever!
Kat: Yeah like 4 years.
Amy: (She looked Kat up and down)You look good.
Kat: Yeah well puberty will do that to a person. (the two laugh)
Amy: Do Matt and Jeff know you're here?
Kat: Nope just got here, and I found this first so.
Amy: Well you better go say hi, they will definitely want to know you're here. I got a meeting with Vince in 5 minutes anyway. They're in the gym working out. It's down the hall to the left.
(Kat walked down the hall and into the gym. Matt was running on the treadmill facing away from her watching himself in the mirror. Jeff was doing butterflies with his arms on the bench and he saw her and the causing him to loose his concentration allowing the weights to slam down, Matt finally noticed her lost his stride and almost fell of the back of the treadmill.)
Kat: (in between her laughter) Hey guys.
Jeff: Kat? (Kat nods) What are you doing here?
Kat: I just finished my first year at Pepperdine and I needed something to do for the summer so I thought I'd travel with you guys for a while.
Matt: That's awesome. I'll be nice to have a real diva around this place. (Matt looked at Kat, she really was beautiful he thought. She stood slightly over 6 foot tall she was relatively thin but not excessively so. She wore a camouflage tank top and a pair of guys baggy khaki shorts that went nicely with her tan down to a pair of doc martin sandals.)
Jeff: So I see you finally grew into those long legs of yours.
Kat: Well a lot of things change from when a person is 15.
Matt: I guess so.
Kat: Honestly I'm surprised you even remembered me you were always calling me kid and sending me away like you were way to mature to hang out with me.
Jeff: Nah we could never forget you, you were one of like 5 people close to our age. Does Kevin know you are here?
Kat: Oh yeah I probably should go see him huh? And where is the old man.
Matt: I think he's practicing some in the ring stuff with Hunter for their up coming feud.
Kat: Oh good, then I can kill two birds with one stone. Can you point me in the right direction?
Matt: Just down the hall on the left is an entrance, you can't miss it.
Kat: Thanks guys, I'll come see you in a bit. (walks out the door and turns to run into someone apologizes and thinks "I wonder who that was. Was that Stephanie? No, it's been 4 years but she couldn't have changed that much, but still she looked an awful lot like her." She continued in to the arena and looked around and a guy she assumed to be setting up the sound equipment and walked over to him and took the mike.) Kevin Nash (blasted through the sound system.)
Kevin: (has Hunter in a head lock and looks up to see her and a look of shock comes over his face) Kathryn? (that second of a distraction was all Hunter needed to reverse and pull of a pedigree. Kat comes down to the ring laughing turns around and hops up and sits on the side of the ring.) I have repeatedly asked you to call me dad.
Mom: Mikhaila! Come quickly!
Mikhaila: (runs down the hall and sees her mother collapsed on the floor) Mom! (starts crying) Mom, what's wrong? Please, what's wrong?!
Mom: (breathlessly) Mikhaila here.take this.and remember, I'll always love you. (dies)
Mikhaila: Mom?! MOM!!! NO!!! (starts shaking her) Wake up! Please, wake up!!! You can't leave me here! No god dammit!!!!
(Mikhaila calls 911, but her mother has passed by the time they get there. She takes the envelope that her mother gave her and hides it, not willing to open it yet. At the funeral, everyone says how sorry they are, but it is no consolation. The day after the funeral, she's lying down on her bed, crying, when she notices the envelope left on the bedside stand. She takes it and opens it, finding a key and a letter from her mom)
(Letter) Mikhaila, If you are reading this I have died, and I want you to know that I love you and will always be with you. I had hoped to tell you this when you were alive, but unfortunately it is left for you to take care of.
You have always wondered who your father was, and I have always wanted to tell you, but because of who he is I had to wait until you were old enough to understand. I feel, now, that you are. Your father's name is Vincent Kennedy McMahon. He is the owner of the WWE. We met while he was in Chicago, while he was separated from his wife. They had planned on divorcing, and he was looking for someone. I guess I was that someone. Oh, for those few months, we were the happiest people on earth.
But then, he found out his wife was pregnant with his second child, Stephanie. We were sad when we found out, but he was dutiful to his children. I knew he couldn't leave them. It wouldn't be possible. As quickly as he came into my life, he left, and I let him go. When he would be in Chicago, we would meet up still. I never liked being the other woman, but I had no choice. A few years after Stephanie was born, I found I was pregnant. I didn't know what to do, so I never told him. I left where I was, cut off all contact. I didn't want to end his marriage. I was doing enough to it. I haven't seen or heard from or contacted him since.
If you want to know anything else, you'll have to find him. But first, go to the bank and retrieve the envelope. It is something I wanted him to have for a long time. Please, find him, talk to him, and give it to him. He needs to know.
Your mother
(Mikhaila cried that night, and many nights after that. She finally resolved to find her father. She looked online and noticed a show coming to Chicago soon. She pulled a few strings and got a backstage pass. One of her mother's friends worked the All State Arena. It would be easiest to find him there. When the day finally arrived, she took a cab to the arena.)
Mikhaila: (looking around) Could there possibly be more testosterone in this hellhole? (shakes head) I can't believe my father runs something like this.
Adam: (noticing her walking around confused) Hello miss, can I help you?
Mikhaila: Yeah. I'm looking for Vince McMahon. You know where he is?
Adam: (looks at her closely) Yeah. You know, I'm sure you've heard this before, but you look kinda like him.
Mikhaila: (laughing) You don't know the half of it.
Adam: (confused) Ok then. Come on, I'll take you there.
Mikhaila: (walking with him) Thanks for showing me where he is. I've been wandering around for the past half hour. It's ridiculous. I know this place, but still..
Adam: Well, it can be confusing at times around here. Ah..you'll get to see him in action. He's got a match against Hogan tonight. Actually, it's coming up soon. I'll take you to the gorilla position. You can watch from there.
(The two stand there watching the match. As expected, with the animosity, it's a bloody battle)
Mikhaila: This is what my father's like? Good god he's a bastard.
Adam: (wide eyed) Father?!
Mikhaila: (horrified, she puts a hand over his mouth) Quiet dammit! Please! (looks worried) Oh god! Oh please, please, don't say anything! (groans) Oh shit! Nobody's supposed to know about this! At least not yet!
Adam: (puts a hand over her mouth) If you want to keep it quiet, shut up already then!
Mikhaila: Oh please don't tell anyone!
Adam: Alright alright, just keep it shut or someone else will hear!
(She nodded and turned back to the match, shaking slightly. Adam looked between her and the match, noticing the similarities between the two. After the match was over, she showed her to Vince's locker room for the night)
Mikhaila: (knocks) Hello? Mr. McMahon?
Vince: What?
Mikhaila: Can I come in? It's very important that I speak to you.
Vince: Fine. Come in.
(Mikhaila walks in and comes face to face with Vince. The two stand there, staring at each other in shock)
Vince: (wide eyed) Me.Mel.Melissa?
Mikhaila: (shakes her head) No. No, I'm not Melissa. She was my mother.
Vince: (squints his eyes, studying her) Oh god.are you?
Mikhaila: (tearing and nods) Here. (hands him the packet from the safe deposit box) My mother wanted you to have this.
Vince: (sits down) Oh god.when? How old are you?
Mikhaila: I'm 24. My mother, Melissa, died of a heart attack a few months ago. (hears a knock)
Vince: Who is it?
Stephanie: It's me, dad. Can I come in?
Mikhaila: Oh god.
Vince: Yeah, come on in. (stands up and hugs her)
Stephanie: Hi dad. Good going at the match. How are you feeling?
Vince: Pretty good, considering. I've had a good run. How's Hogan?
Stephanie: Good. (turns to see Shane walk in) Hey Shane! I didn't know you were here!!!
Vince: Shane! (shakes his hand) Good to see you son.
Shane: (noticing Mikhaila) Who are you?
Stephanie: (looks at her) Do I know you from somewhere?
Vince: (goes wide eyed) Ah no. You wouldn't know her. She's.an employee of the arena. She came in here to give me a message. It's alright, you can go now.
Mikhaila: (glares) That'll be fine sir. I'll be going now. (turns on her heel and storms out, slamming the door behind her)
Stephanie: Well that was rude.
Shane: She still looked vaguely familiar.
(Mikhaila storms out, thoroughly pissed off at Vince for ignoring her like that. She understood, but he dismissed her like it was nothing. She stops and leans against the wall and glares a hole in the wall in front of her. Adam comes by and sees her there, the look on her face telling all)
Adam: Hey, what's up? Meeting not go so well?
Mikhaila: Oh yeah, went great. Until his two real children came in. Guess being an illegitimate child makes me the scum of the earth. No matter. He's been my father for five minutes. I can forget about him.
Adam: Oh yeah, it looks like you're gonna do that.
Mikhaila: (glaring at him) Usually, I'd be laughing, but I'm too pissed off right now to even crack a smile. You have a phone I can use? I need to call a cab. I wanna go home.
Adam: (backs off a bit) Well, I can tell you one thing. You've definitely got your father's temper. Now, you want a ride back to your house? I don't have a phone right now, and I'm sure trying to explain all this to anyone else is going to be more complicated than anything.
Mikhaila: (eyeing him) You sure? I live downtown.
Adam: (nods) Why not?
Mikhaila: (shrugs) Suit yourself. But I'm telling you, you'll get lost on the way back to the hotel.
Adam: Nah. I'll figure it out. Come on. I was heading out now anyway.
(The two head off downtown, Mikhaila directing him to where she lived. When they got there, she thanked him for the ride and gave him her cell phone number, in case he got lost getting back to the hotel. Not two minute later, she got a call)
Mikhaila: Hello? Where are you?
Adam: Hell if I know. Somewhere around Oak Park and Belmont?
Mikhaila: And you need to be where?
Adam: Um...hold on a sec...The Regency downtown?
Mikhaila: Alright, here's what you do. Do you know how to get back to where I am? I mean, do you remember how you got where you are from here?
Adam: Yeah, why?
Mikhaila: Head back to my place. I'll drive and you can follow.
Adam: That'll work.
(Adam heads back and meets her at her house. She drives to the hotel where he is, him following. The two say goodbye and she heads back to her house. She runs in the door as the phone rings.)
Mikhaila: Hello?
Vince: Is this Mikhaila?
Mikhaila: No. It's the hired help.
Vince: Come on Mikhaila. I didn't mean anything by it. You coming there put me in an awkward position, especially when those two walked in.
Mikhaila: (sarcastically) Well I'm so sorry I made it awkward for you. Please, excuse me for intruding on your perfect life.
Vince: God dammit Mikhaila! (sighs) Well, you've got the McMahon sarcasm and temper.
Mikhaila: And apparently your looks. I had a lot of people staring at me.
Vince: (scared) Does anyone know?
Mikhaila: No, nobody but you and me. You know, I've been searching for my father for 24 years. And I find him and find out he's a selfish prick.
Vince: Look, I know I deserve this, but come on, you've gotta see where I'm coming from too.
Mikhaila: Yeah, I do, but still, it doesn't excuse it. I guess we'll have to meet again when you come back towards Chicago.
Vince: Nope. You're coming out to our next event in Utah. I'm over nighting you tickets and I'll have someone meet you at the airport. Everything will be paid for. All you have to do is come, and really, I want to see you.
Mikhaila: (thinks about it) Fine. I'll go, but this is your last chance. You blow me off like that again, and that's the last time you'll see me or hear from me.
Vince: Agreed. I'll see you then. (hangs up)
(A few days go by and sure enough, the tickets arrive in the mail. She flies out to Utah and is met at the airport by a limousine. When she arrives at the hotel, she is told that her father wants to meet her at the arena. She goes there to see him)
(Kat got off her plane and headed to the baggage claims and got her luggage and proceeded outside to hail a taxi. It was hot and the thermometer on the bank across from the air port read 90 degrees even though it was only May. She pulled off two hair ties that she was wearing along with her many bracelets and pulled her long dark read hair back into two low pony tails. Finally a taxi stopped for her)
Taxi driver: Where to miss?
Kat: The Delta Center.
Taxi driver: What's your business in Salt Lake?
Kat: Oh it's kind of a surprise visit dropping in on some old friends.
(They pulled in to the parking lot of the Delta Center and Kat got out paid the cab driver and walked down the tunnel where she knew the entrance for "performers" was. She told the security who she was and they let her pass but not before asking where the diva locker room was. She found it quickly and knocked on the door. She heard a familiar voice say.)
Amy: Come in.
Kat: Hey girl you got room for one more diva in her?
Amy: Kat? Oh my god! (gets up and goes over to her and hugs her) Wow it's been forever!
Kat: Yeah like 4 years.
Amy: (She looked Kat up and down)You look good.
Kat: Yeah well puberty will do that to a person. (the two laugh)
Amy: Do Matt and Jeff know you're here?
Kat: Nope just got here, and I found this first so.
Amy: Well you better go say hi, they will definitely want to know you're here. I got a meeting with Vince in 5 minutes anyway. They're in the gym working out. It's down the hall to the left.
(Kat walked down the hall and into the gym. Matt was running on the treadmill facing away from her watching himself in the mirror. Jeff was doing butterflies with his arms on the bench and he saw her and the causing him to loose his concentration allowing the weights to slam down, Matt finally noticed her lost his stride and almost fell of the back of the treadmill.)
Kat: (in between her laughter) Hey guys.
Jeff: Kat? (Kat nods) What are you doing here?
Kat: I just finished my first year at Pepperdine and I needed something to do for the summer so I thought I'd travel with you guys for a while.
Matt: That's awesome. I'll be nice to have a real diva around this place. (Matt looked at Kat, she really was beautiful he thought. She stood slightly over 6 foot tall she was relatively thin but not excessively so. She wore a camouflage tank top and a pair of guys baggy khaki shorts that went nicely with her tan down to a pair of doc martin sandals.)
Jeff: So I see you finally grew into those long legs of yours.
Kat: Well a lot of things change from when a person is 15.
Matt: I guess so.
Kat: Honestly I'm surprised you even remembered me you were always calling me kid and sending me away like you were way to mature to hang out with me.
Jeff: Nah we could never forget you, you were one of like 5 people close to our age. Does Kevin know you are here?
Kat: Oh yeah I probably should go see him huh? And where is the old man.
Matt: I think he's practicing some in the ring stuff with Hunter for their up coming feud.
Kat: Oh good, then I can kill two birds with one stone. Can you point me in the right direction?
Matt: Just down the hall on the left is an entrance, you can't miss it.
Kat: Thanks guys, I'll come see you in a bit. (walks out the door and turns to run into someone apologizes and thinks "I wonder who that was. Was that Stephanie? No, it's been 4 years but she couldn't have changed that much, but still she looked an awful lot like her." She continued in to the arena and looked around and a guy she assumed to be setting up the sound equipment and walked over to him and took the mike.) Kevin Nash (blasted through the sound system.)
Kevin: (has Hunter in a head lock and looks up to see her and a look of shock comes over his face) Kathryn? (that second of a distraction was all Hunter needed to reverse and pull of a pedigree. Kat comes down to the ring laughing turns around and hops up and sits on the side of the ring.) I have repeatedly asked you to call me dad.