"Kid, everyone born in dis century is kid to you." He rolled his eyes at the name and leaned on the table, drinking his bourbon during his break. "I just wanna know if we should get dat woman sainted for putting up with your grumpy ass." Remy laughed dryly and rubbed his neck. "Et what can I teach de kids, mmm? I'm sure Red and Slim would just love me anywhere near dese impressionables." He winked at a blonde a few tables down, noting her boy started scowling when she smiled.