She was good. The reporter, introducing herself as Amy Martin, was very good. She must have been used to crashing in on people grieving. She piled on the sympathy. Any normal young man who'd recently lost his mother might appreciate her caring tone and sympathetic arm touching. Rufus, however, thought he'd like to shag her if only he could get his pecker to stand to attention. Maybe with another shot of Viagra, this Amy could help his sexual recovery.
"I'm off to class now", he lied, "but maybe I can meet you later?"
Time to plan his response and seduction!