“Henry, I’d like you to meet my right hand man.” Reginald says walking up to Henry while pulling Right behind him. “Nice to meet you.” Henry says standing up and extending a hand. Right starts to return the gesture then he falters. Right looks into Henry’s eyes then squats down, cupping his face in his hands. Henry looks to Reginald inquisitively. “Ah,” Reginald says trying to hold back laughter “He does that sometimes. He has a problem with people being taller than him.” “Oh...he must have a lot of problems then!” Reg and Henry bust up while Right just sighs.
Right just mumbles under his breath "Atleast I'm not the 57 year old trying to look 20 still."
Reginald gasped as Henry felt tears in his eyes from laughing so hard.
"Is that anyway to talk about your father like that!" Reginald snipped back with Right just smirking.
"It's ok Mr Copperbottom sir, my pappy doesn't understand that the 70s were along time ago either." Henry smiled as Right was now doubled over in laughter and Reginald found himself leaving the room in a huff.