Meeting the parent

So my Dad and his wife got into town last night. They've come halfway round the world for some conference (all arranged long before I ended up here). Steven's bravely agreed to come out to dinner with them tonight. It'll be the first time my Dad's met a partner of mine since I came out to him by bringing my first boyfriend home for Christmas. (In retrospect that might not have been the best way to do it.) Things should be a little easier this time, as he's had twelve years since then to get used to the idea. Tonight may well be a little nerve-wracking for all of us, but I think that once we get past that, it should be good.