James is still pacing a hole in the floor by the time they bring in Valerie.

Suddenly, the floor is saved, peace prevails, and James finds himself thoroughly distracted and enchanted by a beautiful girl. Same old story, only difference is: she's his daughter.

He takes her in his arms and stares, smiles, isn't aware he's smiling until he feels the soreness in his face that only comes from grinning.

He likes Valerie. He likes Valerie an awful lot.