Tuck had just taken a swig of his own whiskey, when Much dropped that subject on the table. He very nearly spit it out, but managed to swallow roughly, and then take a deep breath. "No, it's- I can talk about them! It's not all serious, anyway," he said, glancing at his cards which were all terrible. "I married a woman named Norah in Chicago in 1979 and in 1981 we had a son named Christopher. Then in 1983, we had Jeremiah. Can I trade in three, please?"