Pater said 'Be Good' before he left.
A loaded command, if ever there was one.
And with that, via a swift half-hug, he was off. So hasty was his departure that a southerly wind rippled through his 'Just for Men' mane and whiskers.
Exeunt to discover and explore unknown lands.
Enter once more in Act II: One Week Later.
Audiences should expect a lengthy soliloquy. In iambic pentameter naturally.