"Oh good, glad it does," Jamie grinned. He really hated his family sometimes, that people he met had to worry about keeping text messages 'explainable'. It was fucked up. But he squashed that down before it could show on his face. "Thanks," he said out loud. "And hey, that's what lock codes are for."
"Now who's trying to flatter?" he asked, laughing. "As far as movies?" He blew out a breath, thinking. "Probably a lot. Scale of 1-10, how bad is it that I've never seen The Godfather?"