Cara Lockwood: (runs toward Mitch) Uncle Mitch! Mitch Planko: (hugs Cara and tosses her lightly into the air) How's my favorite ballerina doing? Cara Lockwood: Hi, Uncle Mitch! Mitch Planko: Hi! Wow! Gosh, you're so light - are you dieting? Cara Lockwood: You want to come to my dance recital? Mitch Planko: Oh, no, honey... the only style of dancing that Uncle Mitch likes involves a big, shiny pole and a broken woman with daddy issues.