Jack chuckled. He didn't know where he'd be if his son hadn't inherited being a smart ass. "I don't know, I think you're making me look fat." He teased, talking around his mouth full of danish. So it would make it all that more comical.
He had just swallowed when Dan changed again. "I say again Holy shit." Letting out a sharp whistle. "Back before I noticed the sore hip and bad knees."