"Jimmy's his usual self," Slater smiled, happy at mention of his son and reclining in the chair. He crossed his feet, one over the other, and he sighed as his muscles relaxed. "He's wooing Fisher's sister, Ann, actually. Very hush hush as it's on account of me. I wanna know what Fisher's got against my business, so he's working his way to the inside. If anyone asks, we aint speaking, him an I..." It was good to warn her in case Jimmy's cover was blown and if he didn't embellish Delia wouldn't be at risk from anyone.
"You won't get anyone lower. They might want you, but they won't getcha. I have a strict screening process..." he winked, wanting a drink but not getting one infront of his daughter.