Bill was very intently poking at his plate when his mom turned her gaze on him.

"Bill?"

Mmm, food. Yep, Bill was totally engrossed in the food...

"Bill."

The potatoes, and meat, and...

"Bill."

"Hm?" Lifting his head swiftly, Bill chewed on a mouthful of everything.

June set her fork down. Waiting.

Bill swallowed, choking down a hunk and a half of pot roast to clear his mouth to speak.

"Well... some of it uh, may not be all rumor." He glanced over at Clarice, but knew he was the one who had to answer. Turning back to June, he gave her a tilted smile. "Clarice an' I have started datin'."