Martha laughed, though she knew appearances were sometimes deceiving. "I'm hardly a grandmother," she said, "but I was named after mine--well, my great-grandmother, that is. My dad said when I was born that I gave him a look just like hers when he was in trouble, so it was a good fit."

She lifted an eyebrow a little as she shook his hand, noting with curiosity, "Likewise the name Olaf, you know--not exactly everyday."