Cary Grant: fidgeting, glancing nervously at his parents "So, um, Mom, Dad, Charlie's like... the anchor to my ship."
leaning in slightly, whispering to Cary "Maybe adjust that nautical metaphor. They're gonna make you walk the plank if you're not careful."
nodding subtly "Right, right. Well, Charlie's like... the keel to my yacht, keeping me grounded."
smirking "Good, keep going. Maybe throw in some sailing lingo, sailor boy."
straightening up, speaking with confidence "Charlie's the keel that keeps my yacht steady, the rudder that guides me through life's turbulent seas."
raising an eyebrow "Not bad, but can you make it sound more... tangible?"
pausing for a moment, then speaking with conviction "Charlie's the anchor that holds me fast against the waves of doubt and uncertainty."
smiling "Nice, nice. Now we're talking. But remember, no over-the-top romance. They'll lose their anchor in a sea of sap."
nodding "Of course, no over-the-top romance. But let me assure you, my love for Charlie is as solid as the hull of my yacht."
"Great job, Cary! Just remember, it's all about balance. Now, how about we introduce Charlie later? Might ease the tension a bit."
checking his pocket watch, suddenly exclaims "Oh damn, it's almost time for the crew to return! I must go meet them at the dock."
keep your story simple, sincere, and authentic. Your parents may surprise you."
quickly gathering his things "Thank you, ConspiracyMj. I'll remember your advice. Time to set sail for the dock!"
hastily leaves the room, heading towards the dock
grabs his hat and jacket, rushes out of the house Goodbye, ConsortiumMj! See you again soon!
runs down the street, waving his hat Goodbye, ConsortiumMj! See you again soon!
reaches the dock, looking back at ConsortiumMj No, it's just a brief interlude. We'll continue our journey together soon enough.
grinning mischievously But until then, I have a little surprise waiting for you...