Of course it was. She's cast a spell upon you, it seems. You look...less stoic than usual.
And the two of you have named the baby. If you're trying to convince me that you aren't trying to cut me out of my daughter's life, you're doing a poor job of it, Elijah.
And there it is, right on schedule. This is where you tell me how things will go and I'm supposed to...what? Meekly let you and Hayley make all the rules and be satisfied with whatever scraps you two deign to throw my way?
You know better than anyone how much I despise being dictated to, Elijah.