"Don't worry. I won't expect it. We don't have a kitchen."
Johnny took the coin and tested it out before he looked at it. Every part of it seemed to be just like a nickel he was used to, except the face. It took him a moment to recall who it was.
"Oh, shit. I'm pretty sure this is Orson Welles." He brought the coin closer to his face to read the tiny script. Yep. That's who it was. So the half dollar he'd found had been real. Actual money. They hadn't needed subterfuge to pass it off.
"Who is on the penny?" He glanced at Mary, and held out his coin so she could see.