...such as what we refer to as ‘love’, things aren’t always so simple in regards to procreation. However, you can’t really prepare anyone for that,” Jimmy continued.
“Oh, yes, complex...unprepared...” Hugh said leaning back into his chair.
“You know, and I hesitate to say this, so you can’t repeat this...to anyone, if I were to choose a mate, you know in the future, I could only think of one equal, and that would be Cindy. She a remarkable intelligent girl and I really do respect her. I just don’t want her messing around in my lab. Lord only knows what she would do to upstage me. I’ve actually sometimes wondered, if that were to happen, and we did get married and had sex and all that good stuff, just what exactly our offspring would look like. And, what kind of personality that child might have. Now, this is just one of those ‘what-ifs’ type of things, so don’t go thinking I have a thing for Cindy or anything,” Jimmy waved a dismissing gesture to his father.
“Uhhhh...” Hugh sat there, staring at the side of his son’s clubhouse.
“Hmm, you know, I could run a simulation program to answer just such a question. I’d imagine, given our genetic profiles, we’d have a virtual Adonis with the mind of Einstein. Of course, it could easily go the other way. Genetics are funny like that, you never know just what is going to go into the DNA strand. We...