"It has been too long. But you still look great, as usual," he complimented, and at her remark of condolence he nodded slightly. "Thank you." It was a sincere thanks, and he appreciated the gesture. Losing his father so suddenly had been extremely difficult - one could even argue that Paul still wasn't dealing well with it, especially since the heart attack came out of nowhere. The Captain had always been the picture of health and then all of a sudden -
Oh, yes. Drinks. "No trouble at all," he said, going off into the kitchen but still talking, since it was connected to the living room. "I really am glad to see you too though." He chuckled a bit, opening the jug of spring water and pouring some into a glass. "And I saw Vince the other day, actually. We went out to lunch. He hasn't changed much."
Coming back into the living room, he handed Honey the glass of water. For himself he had iced tea, no lemon. "Roy is here too. I just...it's such a coincidence, so many people I know moving here."