I've been doing all right. Hope you are too. Last time I saw you...god, ten years ago...you weren't in that great a mood.

[He takes her hands. Hers are fine and delicate, where his are thick-knuckled and starting to get that old man look, with nothing pretty but the ring on his finger.

You mean Ralph, the policeman? He's so proud.]

Hah! Let me guess, people are running hog wild. Nobody making rules.

Probably better that way. Nobody here ever looked like they needed any.