C17 Lucas

"Mr. Ford, there's a Rupert Granger for you on line one," the receptionist said.
"Put him through." In the brief moment before he clicked over, I looked out my office window and saw that late-afternoon thunderclouds had gathered over the city.
"Lucas. How's married life treating you?" 
"It's great, Rupert. Thanks for making the trip out to the wedding. It meant a lot