[That gets a wry look. They're just going to pretend he isn't the Rolling Stone, are they? He laughs and shakes his head.

He notes the way Maverick looks at Imelda. He knows Maverick's working it all out in his mind. He knows the boy will consider her kindly.]

It's nice to have at all. And it does mean a lot, for the record.

... I hope it'll help her, in the future. If things don't work out the way we want, I mean.

[He shakes himself.]

But enough of that. How's the birthday going? You're twenty now?