'Always a pleasure?' The statement made the young man laugh in his mind. He was surprised the other didn't slap his face clean off his body for even showing his face at the event. Who was he kidding, he was deeply scared that maybe just maybe there was a little something for Ethan in the will? His older Uncle always saw him as a son. Even if the choices he made in life upset him more then he would ever let on. There were guilt trips of course and small fights. All of which Ethan was tired of listening to. So when he stated distances himself it shouldn't of really came of a surprise to anyone.<br/><br/>His paintings sold but not nearly enough to support the type of life style he wanted. So if he was in the will it would help things a little. He could pay off his school debit and maybe even get a little bigger of a place.<br/><br/>"Greg, I am sorry about your father. I would have been here earlier but it's a little far for me." The man said really not being sorry. Yes he was sorry his uncle died but he could care less about Greg's feeling, the other never saw eye to eye with him. Ignoring the statement he said by Greg, they never really saw eye to eye.<br/><br/>Still her house? Daddy's house, it was funny she was laying claim to the place without even knowing if her daddy left it to her. That wasn't a fight he was going to get into with his cousins. "I'm Just saying she has two hands man. Let her put her large load down before you ask her questions. She care barely see over the pile Grace. Come on." The small women still had her hands full of sheet or whatever it was that she came to the door with, he couldn't help but feel bad for him. He had been there less than a minute and already was hating it. How long she had been there deal with it was beyond him but his sympathy was high for her.<br/><br/>The top shelf, like that would top him. He would merely just find something to step on. "Ha ha...", the shorter man said as he went to find the liquor cabinet kind of remembering where it was.