Daughter's Boyfriend

The door opens and Britney's mom, Stacy, hugs me and gives me a kiss on the cheek. I can smell she's already drunk. Max! Thanks so much for coming over to help. I swear these smart TVs are getting smarter than we are, I just can't figure it out.

Ever since Greg left I can't figure any of this technology stuff out. She touches her arm and looks away.

Anyways, I've got my daughter's gallant boyfriend here to help. Please come in.