What was I supposed to say? "Oh, hey everybody! Gerard Argent, the grandfather of my best friend's girlfriend, just pummeled me within an inch of my life and then let me go as a message to the local werewolves?"

That would go over like a lead balloon. I said what I needed to to get my dad over it. Nothing else mattered.

[He pulls the snacks out of the microwave and waves the plate in Derek's general direction.]

Pot stickers? Chicken and veggie.