Justin's mother nodded regally, giving Ernie a sympathetic half-smile. "Do what you can, dear, but don't push yourself too much. And for God's sake, call me Margaret. You're practically a fourth son to me."
Justin swallowed his food quickly. "You need someone to go with you, Ern? And you're not staying there tonight, are you? I know I've got a friend coming over, but you're still fine to stay here as long as you need to. And if you need me to stay with you, I can reschedule. You're way more important, you know that."