Richard was genuinely happy to see Angus. He was getting up there in age and sadly his relatives were dwindling. He did wish Helena could work on being more polite and socialize more, but he supposed this was better then her embarrassing him by not even appearing. Richard nodded his head when Angus brought up Andrew.<br/><br/>"But of course! You boys were always inseparable."<br/><br/>Richard said with a grin and gave Andrew a hug as well. Andrew had spent enough of his summer childhoods at his Richard's home, that Andrew might as well had been his nephew too. Daphne had certainly treated him as such.<br/><br/>"I hope you've been well, my boy."<br/><br/>He told Andrew and Helena avoided eye contact with that man. It did not escape her how Angus addressed her. She was technically his aunt but he didn't call her that nor did she care. She didn't marry into this family be loved and accepted by them. She doubted he was truly charmed to have her here but he was like Richard, a proper English gentleman, and didn't say what he was always thinking.<br/><br/>"Yes, we did. The countryside is quite lovely this time of year."<br/><br/>Helena replied, she'd much rather be anywhere but here. When Nicolet arrived, Helena narrowed her eyes at the little tart. Richard greeted her warmly and had a grin on his face as he chatted with her. Pretty little blond thing, Helena didn't like her at all.<br/><br/>"I could never forget one as lovely as you, Miss Darkwood. I hope your acting career is going splendid."<br/><br/>He gave her a kiss on the back of her hand and when she asked who Helena was, Helena spoke up before Richard could say anything.<br/><br/>"I'm<span style="font-weight: bold">Mrs</span>Vanderbilt."<br/><br/>She replied, annoyed at the woman. How dare she not know who she was? Richard sighed slightly at Helena's reaction.<br/><br/>"Helena is my wife, she's helped me heal from my loss of Daphne."<br/><br/>Richard told Nicolet and Helena made a face. One the reasons she hated coming to these things was having to hear about Daphne. Some of the people around here had put that bitch on a pedestal. She was the second wife, never as good as the first.  Helena was happy to hear the Doctor and his wife were already here. Good, they could eat, she was starving and could imagine some of these people choking on their food. She took Richard's arm and headed inside once the conversations outside were done.