Emily is on the kitchen

Emily is on the kitchen with her boyfriend Greg, a tall, gawky boy who is in some awe O Ralph. They are squatting on their haunches, peering into the oven through its glass door, at the meatloaf which Emily has prepared for supper.
Ralph suppresses a belch.
'Yeah,' says Emily, in a slightly insolent drawl.

He is about Ralph's age, a little stouter, with a red leathery complexion and big hands. In the hairy tweed sports jacket he favours he looks more like a farmer than a doctor. He pushes, presses, probes with his big spatulate fingers. 'All right ,' he says. 'You can put your togs back on? He goes back to his desk to write some notes in Ralph's file, using a gold-nibbed fountain pen.'You've got a lump on your liver'

Ralph gives Hope a hug in the hall, sweeping her off her feet and whirling her round on the black-and-white-chequered floor. The child laughs with glee. Then he kisses Carrie and looks at her. Ralph waits until Hope has scampered off to her room to be reunited with her favourite dolls and toys
From the book 'Thinks' by David Lodge