"My dear boy, your poor father would be so happy to know that we have found you at last—in fact, we must see if Grandmama can make contact and inform him!" exclaimed Gomez, smothering the young man in a warm embrace—and then moving back swiftly to hold him at arm's length, with a delighted murmur of, so many knives!

Diego, a little dazed, stared at—well, the explanation had been complicated and he'd kind of lost the thread, so he was just gonna go with the insistent 'call me Uncle Gomez!' for now—brightened at this, and asked tentatively: "You wanna see a knife trick?"

"Truly an Addams!" Gomez thundered, clapping both of his shoulders.