Turning the apple, taking another large bite out of it, he crunched and nodded, "Jimmy, actually," he eyed her, the red hair, knowing who she was the moment he laid eyes on her. He knew that it was a secret she was still alive, though she didn't look much different from what everyone else knew. Squinting, pointing at her with the apple in his hand, "Viv, right? .. Sorry, Vivian. I'm used to hearing Pop call you Viv."