Narrator: Meanwhile, Lindsay was helping George Michael with his homework.
Lindsay: Oh, come on, let's do something. It's just a stupid essay.
George Michael: No, I can't. I don't want to let down Ms. Baerly. She's nice, you know. And she's interesting-
Lindsay: And pretty?
George Michael: Well, I don't know why I'm telling you this. I guess there's just some things you can't really say to your dad.
Lindsay: Ah. Sounds like you'd like her to be more than just your teacher.
Narrator: Lindsay believed that George Michael wanted to fix up his father so he could fill the role of his mother.
Lindsay: There's nothing wrong with that. Although, I must say I'm a little hurt that you haven't considered me.
George Michael: You're my aunt.
Lindsay: [scoffs] That doesn't matter. Aunts can fill that role. Teachers can fill that role. And, someday, you're gonna find the right woman to fill that role. But until then, I'll be right across the hall.
Narrator: Lindsay had never been more proud of anything she had said in her entire life.
George Michael: Yikes.