"Celeste, please," Paul implored, "Come back.  We need to deal with this as a family, and we've all got to at least try to be sensitive to how we each feel."  He turned to Carlie then, and elaborated.  "What that means is that you have to try to accept the way that Celeste and I feel, the way in which we're expressing the love that we feel for one another.  Because Carlie, if you can't be happy for your father and sister when they find something that makes them both so happy, then i think you're being pretty selfish.  But, at the same time, I<em>do</em>love you, Carlie, and I want you to understand that.  I don't want you to think even for a second that I love Celeste more than I do you.  You're both my daughters."  He sighed, and glanced again to Celeste, before returning his gaze to Carlie.  "What would convince you of that, Carlie?  How can I make you understand that I love you just as much as I love your sister?"