[The Chesterfield flavored sigh ruffles some of that blonde brown hair. What is he going to do with Freddy Newendyke?

I know. [His paws lay on the kid.] You're not like that. You never use my wants against me. [And as much as those pin-ups might have got the other man hot under the collar, it was something they could talk out. Right?]

Guess my deal is that I'm not used to getting a chance to talk about it, reflect on shit without it ending in fists. That's not how I was raised...but don't think that means I'm not gonna try.