Ross has a grip like a vice, unyielding, much like himself. However, he does seem appeased by the use of sir by the boy. He stands up straight for himself at least, Ross thinks to himself before asking Betty a question, his eyes still on Bruce.

"From school, eh? Are you in a class together?" Read: how much time will you be spending with my daughter?

Betty is putting away the mouse cage in the corner. "He's my lab partner." There's a certain warmth in her voice that gives him pause. She never talks much about school, much less the lab partners she never gets along with.

Another clearing of the throat. "Won't your parents be missing you by this time?" He asks Bruce, nodding to the clock. Bruce should probably go home now.