"Who is he?" The senator stood up as the strange-looking young man walked in, holding a hand luggage in one hand and a cowboy hat in the other hand.
Before Eugene could answer the senator's question, Henry beat him to it.
"Good day, Senator. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Henry Gordon, a very good friend of your daughter." Henry said, putting his suitcase aside as he walked up to the senator, his right hand stretched towards him for a handshake, and a polite smile framing his face.
"Henry Gordon! As in the same Henry who is the best friend to my daughter's husband?" The senator asked, taking Henry's hand in a firm handshake while scrutinizing him from head to toe, wondering if he was the same man in the picture.
