"Hey wait—" Justin stopped him. He then quickly got up and started fixing his clothes which had creases all over.
"What are you doing?"
"Can't you tell? Fixing myself," he snapped. "I had a long flight with a toddler, I look like a homeless pimp. What will sister-in-law think of me?"
"She will come here to say 'Hi' not to ask your hand for marriage," Andrew remarked.
Just then Rachael came out of the kitchen. Her apron was slightly wet in the front and she was wearing a pair of white latex gloves. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun.
She looked at Justin and smiled. "Hi, I am Rachael."
She was expecting a greeting from the other side as well but he just kept staring at her. This made her wonder if something was wrong with her clothes or hair. Rachael quickly looked down and checked herself out.