Chessy: Hello, gorgeous! Oh, look at you! Oh, you grew. Oh, we missed you so much. Hey, don't you dare let your old man talk you out of going back to camp. Okay?You're a growing girl. You need adventure.
Chessy: Oh, you hungry? I made corn bread and chili. Why are you so quiet? What's wrong?
Annie: Nothing, it's just--l'm so happy to be home.
Dad: Hey, did I hear somethin' about corn bread and chili?
Chessy: Yeah, it's on the stove. So, something's changed about you, Hal. Umm, I can't put my finger on it, but something about you is definitely changed.
Annie: Really? Well, it's just the same old me. Honest. Hi, Sammy.
Chessy: What is wrong with you, you goofball? lt's Hallie.
Annie: Oh, I-I probably just smell like camp, that's all.
Chessy: What's the matter with you? lt's like you didn't even recognize her.
Annie: Wow! It's even better than the pictures.
Chessy: Okay, kiddo. What do ya wanna do first, huh? You wanna eat and then unpack? Or, uh, we could unpack and then eat. Or we could eat while we unpack.
Annie: Do you mean I can eat in my room?
Chessy: Yeah, l'd say it's a definite possibility.
Dad: Hey, Hal, when you're done, come on down. There's someone I want you to meet.
Annie: Okay, Dad.
Dad: Okay, Hal.
Blake: Look at you. Always eating. Did you tell her?
Dad: I will. I will.
Annie: Tell me what?
Chessy: Hal, it is none of my business how your father makes a fool out of himself Okay? He's a big boy. He can do what he wants.
Annie: Okay Okay. So, who is she?
Chessy: Her name's Meredith Blake. She's a publicist from San Francisco. Your father hired her at the beginning of the summer to do some publicity for the vineyard. If you ask me, she's doin' a better job of sellin' herself than the grapes.
Annie: What do you mean?
Chessy: Oy. Look, you and I both know your father's not some kind of suave, debonaire bachelor-of-the-month type. So, I gotta ask myself, What does a hot, young thing like that see in a guy who walks around with his shirttail hangin' out and his cereal bowl full of chili? Then, I realized there's about a million reasons why that girl's gigglin'. And all of them are sitting at the Napa Valley Community Bank.
Annie: You mean, you don't think she even really likes him?
Chessy: Eh, what do l know? But I'll tell you one thing. This one's got your father eating out of the palm of her hand. They do everything together. They ride together. They swim together. They go out to eat dinner every night. But, you know what? Meet her. See for yourself. Don't let me influence you.
Dad: There's my girl Honey, I want you to meet a friend of mine. Hal, this is Meredith Blake.
Annie: Hi, Meredith Blake.
Blake: Wow I can't believe I'm finally meeting the famous Hallie. I have looked forward to this all summer.
Annie: Really? Well, here l am.
Blake: Oh, Nicky, she's adorable! You know, the way your father talked about you. I expected to meet a little girl, but you are so grown up.
Annie: l'll be 12 soon. How old are you?
Annie: Only 15 years older than me. How old are you, again, Dad?
Dad: Wow! Suddenly, you're so interested in math. Look, l'm gonna go inside. I'm gonna get some more chili, maybe a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
Annie: What are we celebrating?
Blake: Your homecoming, of course.
Dad: Be right back.