Viv giggled softly as he patted her, laying her head against his shoulder and absentmindedly watching a strand of her hair shine in the light. "Talking of your kids... I met them the other day. Jimmy's a lovely lad but Delia didn't seem to take to me..." She sighed, one hand coming up to finger Slater's top button gently. "I don't think she likes me very much." No skin of Viv's nose, not yet, at least. Sure, she'd like Slater's children to like her, but Delia would come around, right?