Margaret: Look at them, Barbara. They do make a lovely couple, don't they? Barbara: Yes, and the reception is fantastic. The food is delicious. I must thank the bride's parents. Could you point them out to me? Margaret: Of course. The mother of the bride is over there, in the blue dress. Barbara: Where? I can't see who you mean. Margaret: She's quite tall and slim with short, straight brown hair. She's standing next to a tall, plump man who's slightly bald on top. Barbara: Oh yes. You certainly can't miss him! Margaret: That's the bride's father - my brother!​