The conversation follows the usual polite, muted lines that most dinner conversations follow, Max is delighted to hear about Lauren's wedding, and if Jack deftly moves the conversation around his father, both of them are polite enough not to comment. If he also avoids talking about the Gulf war, and what went on there? Well, they don't blame him for that, either.
Eventually, though, as they polish off the last of the rather marvelous apple pie Doris Epper had made, the conversation falls quiet and Jack decides it's time to bring up the real reason he's in Dublin.
"So, Max..." he begins, his eyes flickering semi-pointedly between the two Eppers around the table with him.
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The conversation follows the usual polite, muted lines that most dinner conversations follow, Max is delighted to hear about Lauren's wedding, and if Jack deftly moves the conversation around his father, both of them are polite enough not to comment. If he also avoids talking about the Gulf war, and what went on there? Well, they don't blame him for that, either.
Eventually, though, as they polish off the last of the rather marvelous apple pie Doris Epper had made, the conversation falls quiet and Jack decides it's time to bring up the real reason he's in Dublin.
"So, Max..." he begins, his eyes flickering semi-pointedly between the two Eppers around the table with him.