Nick would have laughed, but the situation was to serious. He looked at Cath, then at Cindy. He then let out a large sigh as he rubbed the back of his head. "ok, here it goes." he grabbed Cindy's hand. Cindy looked at him, then fixed her positioning so that she was facing him.
"hey cindy. You might not remember me... but im-"
Cindy cut him off. "lemmi guess, my uncle nick." she said. Her eyes slowly began to refill them selves. He looked at her. "ya" he wispered. Cindy looked at Cath, "are you his... wife?" she asked. Nick kind of wanted Cathrine to answer this one. After all, Cindy did ask HER.