"Guidance?" Rufio stopped, then laughed. "What do you have to teach anybody? What does anybody? I'm the Pan, I'm the leader of the Lost Boys. And there are no kids like me. Not here."
He backed up, then turned and looked at Fred, watching her herd the crowd away. He looked back at Jack and grinned.
"Still. I'd take a lesson from her. She talks smart... smarter than you."