Ah memories. My prom date’s dad was a police officer who did the “subtle” talk too: “Son, bring her home before midnight in the same condition she goes out that door. Past midnight I tend to talk to my friends Smith & Wesson”
My Dad met my sister’s date on the front porch sitting in a lawn chair sharpening a double bladed axe with a file. Didn’t even look up at the guy. Just kept on sharpening.
My sister was delivered home safely about 11PM.
Made a mistake as an A/2c to date a general’s daughter. (How the hell did I know he was in the reserves)
Ended up with an assignment in Alaska before it even acquired statehood.
Best thing ever happened to me.