Girl: Hi, honey.
Girl: Dad. This is Dirk.Dirk. This is my dad.
Dad: Hello, guy.
Dirk: Good morning, Mr. Travis.
Dad: So, you are the Dirk my daughter often tells me of?
Girl: That’s Dirk, dad.
Dad: Hum. I’ve heard that you are born into a big family?
Dirk: Yes, I have a rather big family. I live with my parents, two brothers and three sisters. My grandparents also live with us.
Dad: Wow, that’s great, so you must live in a big house?
Dirk: Well, not really…
Girl: Dad! You are too curios.
Dad: Oh, I’m sorry for being impolite, Dirk. But I really care about the family that my daughter might be with later in life.
Girl: Dad, you've gone too far. Please, don’t talk to him like that.
Dad: Girl, let me talk to him. You know, we are in a family of strong traditions, that’s why I like to talk about families.
Dirk: I see.
Dad: Oh, Dirk. I think I have seen you somewhere? Wow, do you have any relationship with Durk John?
Dirk: Yes, he’s my uncle. You might have seen us at the university campus last year?
Dad: Yeah, you must be the guy with long beard? Wow, you look exactly the same as your uncle.
Girl: Who’s Durk, dad?
Dad: He’s one of my… enemies. He got married to my ex-girlfriend.
Dirk: Oh, I’m sorry. So, that girl now must be my aunt, aunt Lizzie?
Dad: Yeah, Lizzie. Oh, don’t tell me the guys that were with you the last time I saw you are Liz’s sons.
Dirk: Sorry, but that’s true. They’re my cousins Pick and Carl.
Dad: Okay, the four of you look exactly the same, can’t be confused, the long beard.
Girl: Ok, that’s enough. I think we are getting too serious. Dinner time, please!
Dad: Oh no honey, we have a lot of things to talk about …
Girl: No, let's stop. That’s it. Let's go and get something to eat.