"The pleasure is all mine of course, Mr. Turner. Or is it Turner-Lowe?"
Harry raised a famously arched eyebrow at his uncle before clapping him on the back and just draping an arm over his shoulders. "The world is small and getting smaller every day. And..." He looked around them, but he didn't see the large herd of youngsters that Ethan and Neil always had around with them. "Where, pray tell, are all my nieces and nephews? I'm just dying to see them all again." He hadn't seen them in quite a long time. He was sure they were all growing taller and louder by the minute.
"So, you've come to pay respects as I well have too, hmm?"