"Aunty Grace, it's so good to see you!" Gary said with a forced welcoming smile, standing up from his desk the moment he saw Grace limping in.
Seeing how frail and weak she seemed, Gary felt whatever tension he had before in his chest dissipate.
"Please, have a seat. Can I offer you some tea or coffee?" Gary asked as he walked forward, extended his hand, and gestured towards one of the comfy seats.
Grace gave a greeting smile and said, "No, thank you, Gary. But you're looking as slimy as ever, even after all these years."
Gary gave an awkward chuckle, "Ah, always with the jokes like old times. What brings you here today?"
