The Arms Hotel, Sunday Evening

Clint absolutely loved being a father, especially now that Lexi was becoming more of a tiny person. Still, having the opportunity to get away for a little him-and-Kitty time was always appreciated, and one trusted babysitter later, he was ready for a night of just focusing on Kitty without worrying about any little ones opening the door and spying on them.

Unless the island did something stupid, which was always a possibility.

"Did I do okay with picking a wine? I still think all the different types are kind of a lie," he said.