Betsy: Have you met my boyfriend George?
Aunt May: No!
Betsy: George, this is Aunt May and Father Jessup. Oh, and that's my brother, Timmy. This is my boyfriend, George.
Aunt May: Oh, George. How nice of you to come all this way.
George: Well, I'm the boyfriend. Otherwise, what's the point of being the boyfriend? This is where you have to be when you're the boyfriend.