mine used to think the meeting was about him!!!! he would grill me....what did you say about me....what did they say about me....they all hate me...they're just teaching you how to kick my arse to the curb.....
i would just laugh and pat his cheek, and say, "darlin'...trust me....you were not the topic of the meeting"
sometimes he would laugh, and say, well, i guess i'm not as important as i think i am. and we'd have a good chuckle about it. those were during his good times.
during the bad times, he would accuse all of us of being in love with one another....to put it nicely....and many other things that were just so out there, it wasn't even funny. it was just so sick.
just keep going....and making a night of it is a wonderful suggestion.