"The pots and pans? Is he trying to be a drummer? Because I could teach him a thing or two, someday." It's strange to talk about this as if it's something that someday will happen, meeting John. As if there's nothing weird about Howard estranging himself, as if it hasn't happened at all.

The pilot announces that they'll be departing shortly.

Howard takes the pictures and looks at them. "He looks just like you." It's not envy in Howard's voice as he observes that, but something just a little sad.

"What was his first word?"