For all his efforts, he ends up with about 328423 looks of exasperation on his own face and very little wisdom passed across to the other side of the aisle.
The woman in the middle is just full of happiness, joy, and rainbows.
There’s more hope with the daughter. You get the feeling at times that even she thinks her mother is acting crazy, but she’s not about to say that out loud. Like Thunderf00t says, “[H]ad it just been me and her we might have made some progress.”
A valiant attempt to have a civil conversation with the other side, but I’m not sure if anything good came from it.