In search of Joy's mate

The family invaded my space in Chicago recently. Joy has a good friend who works in my office. We have lunch occassionally, he listens to me say angry words about work. Anyways, so I dropped Joy off to hang out with her friend. Her friend comes downstairs to greet Joy and gives her a kiss on the cheek as a hello. My mother is standing next to us. Alexa and I look at mother and and we see this look in her eyes that says, "OoooOOoohh.... maybe THIS nice young man will like Joy".... Alexa and I say nothing as Joy leaves with her friend because what we know that the mommy doesn't know is that Joy's handsome polite friend is gay. We giggle to each other and anticipate the inevitable conversation my mother will have with Joy where she will start to probe and ask questions and Joy will give her unsatisfying answers. Then mommy will get frustrated because Joy will not give up the information she is looking for and will finally just out right ask her whether or not she could love this friend who seems like such a nice young man. Alexa and I nod at each other. We await this conversation because it will be hilarious. The conversation comes as predicted two days later while in the subway station. It was as good as we hoped it would be.