"Uncle? You should be calling me Grandpa..." Harold Bishop corrected her, clearly displeased.
At his words, Shirley Lockwood's expression soured. She furrowed her delicate brow in confusion. "Grandpa...?"
"That's right, good girl. Call me Grandpa, and Grandpa will give you a red envelope!" Harold Bishop said, patting Shirley Lockwood's little head with a delighted smile.
'Huh?' Shirley Lockwood's world was about to come crashing down... 'What's all this about calling him Grandpa for a red envelope?'
'I don't even have a mom, and now suddenly I have a grandpa? Isn't he just trying to take advantage of me?'
Seeing Shirley Lockwood's reluctant expression, Archie Lockwood quickly cleared his throat. "Ahem, Rory," he explained in a low voice, "go ahead and call him Grandpa. From now on, Eleanor will be your mother. Mayor Bishop is Eleanor's father, so naturally, he'll be your grandpa, too."
