"OK Finn, they'll be here in a few minutes, now let's go over what you should do when they get here," Mercedes stood in the doorframe to the kitchen while Finn was sitting at the head of the table in the dining room.

"Right…the first thing I'm going to do is say "Hello Jordan" and shake his hand and then offer him a seat or possibly something to drink."

"No, No, No, that is all wrong," Mercedes said placing her palm on her forehead.

"What did I do wrong? I'm just trying to be polite," Finn said in protest.

"Your daughter is bringing home her first boyfriend to meet us…you are not supposed to be polite! You are supposed to scare the crap out of this boy so he doesn't even think about trying to do anything to our Jasmine," Mercedes said with flaring nostrils.

"Fine, what do you want me to do?"

"Get a really mean look on your face…use that same look you got when Jasmine tried to feed you her home made sushi rolls."

"OK, I think I can do that," Finn said nodding his head.

"Also, be very rude and disrespectful. When this kid shakes your hand, you squeeze the life out of it. Then you ask him really intrusive personally questions and when he gives his response you act completely unimpressed."

"Um…Mercedes this is Jordan Cardinal we are talking about. Over 2500 passing yards, 26 touchdowns, plus 10 more on the ground to only 8 interceptions. He's the best quarterback our school has ever had and as a member of the booster club I cannot pretend to not know him."

"Which is exactly why you need to put the fear of God into him Finn. This boy is used to get whatever he wants. And as much as I want to believe that we raised Jasmine the right way, I know how a 16 year old girl's mind works. You have to step up to the plate and be the man here Finn."

Finn got up to comfort the visibly distraught Mercedes. She rested her head on the usual spot on his chest that gave her so much comfort throughout the years.

"We did raise her right Mercedes. I trust our daughter. Plus, she told me that in the two months they have been dating he hasn't tried to pressure her at all."

Mercedes pushed Finn back to glare at him with full force.

"She told me they just started dating last week! Why would she tell you about her first boyfriend and not me?"

Finn just shrugged his shoulders and stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking like the cat that ate the canary.

"Don't get cute Finn! She obviously told you because she knows you would late her get away with murder. 2 months! Seriously Finn you have to be more protective of our very young and very pretty daughter. I saw pictures of this boy on her phone…and we have reason to worry."

"So I guess the Hudson women have a type, the tall good looking quarterbacks. I can't believe how utterly shallow you guys are," Finn crossed his arms in mock frustration.

"Yeah that's how we like em, cute and dumb. Now please at least try to be scary, I don't want Jasmine to go through the Quinn experience in high school."

"Hey that's not fair; Quinn got impregnated by the A-hole wide receiver, not the dumb good looking quarterback."

Meanwhile, in the driveway of the Hudson household.

"I don't know about this dinner Jasmine," The QB said squirming in his seat.

"You'll be fine Jordan, my dad will love you."

"It's not your dad I'm worried about. You know your mom actually yells at people who don't floss."

"Yeah she takes the dental thing to the extreme sometimes."

"Just promise me you won't leave me alone with her," Jordan says sheepishly.

"God you're such a baby. Fine, I won't leave you alone with my scary mother."

Jasmine begins to chuckle, and then she starts laughing really hard.

"What's so funny?" Jordan asks.

"Nothing…this just really reminds me of back when I was a kid. My dad would always want to spend quality daddy-daughter time with me when he was trying to hide from my mom."