"Absolutely." Frodo sounded quite emphatic, while interiorly he was cringing. Now he had to learn chess, lest his future father-in-law think him a total idiot. But no matter how much he practiced, Frodo knew he would never measure up to a Russian in chess. Still, he found himself readily agreeing to any offer the man made, maybe for Merrill's sake. He wasn't sure. He just wanted this man to like him! "My schedule's flexible, so we'll see when the girls go out next."