Even he had to admit to similarities in eye coloring. She had the same shade. But the rest of the details, little ones that few people knew, were the important ones. They were more evidence to the case that this girl sitting in front of him was his daughter from the future, something that he had managed to do right.
He really wanted to ask what kind of a name was Binky. It sounded like it belonged to a clown and after his scuffle with the Joker, he wanted to keep the entire clown culture as far from him as he could manage. It wasn't fear, just a very resentful feeling towards anything that wore face paint.
Lindsey started laughing. "I hear about it all the time. Not my fault I got good metabolism genes and passed them on to you." It'd been a pain in the ass when there had been little food on the table. "So you got a little bit of me and a little bit of your mama. That's not a bad combination."