There are four rooms inside the big house that conceivably function as guest rooms, as Owen understands it. One is a legitimate guest room, and will belong to himself and Gwen, of course (although there is a part of him that almost expects his father to forbid him from sleeping in the same room as his girlfriend). There's a study with a wide floor (big enough for several sleeping bags, or a couple mattresses laid side by side), and an upstairs living room with a large sectional couch containing a foldout bed. And then, of course, there is the basement bedroom that belonged to Owen while he was growing up.

Owen had informed both the girls and the boys that Blue would get first pick of wherever she wanted to sleep. Doesn't matter if it's in the middle of the kitchen -- he'll make a case for it to his father if that's what Blue wants to do. The dogs escort them up into the house, like herding young calves who better learn not to wander where they're not allowed to be. He's just giving the raptors the layout of where they're going to be staying when he hears Gwen speak up behind him, directly to his father.

That is... a little nerve-wracking. Owen had warned Gwen that the Captain could be a tough guy to swallow, and definitely didn't sugarcoat his opinions, especially in his own home. And his first marriage left a bad taste in his mouth about the readiness of women to jump on a nice uniform and solid assets without much regard for the man possessing them. Owen has been very clear about his feelings for Gwen and how well it's going and how long he's known her, but his father always, always prefers to draw his own conclusions.

So. Owen holds his breath a little.

But Captain Grady doesn't refuse the hand, although he eyes the doctor carefully as he shakes it, never one to disguise his appraisal of another person's character. "Nobody better be expecting any hotel service. What do they call you?"