Wash didn't know the reference, but it made the answer all the more charming and dry. It was the kind of humor he could get behind.
He nodded in response.
And then he parroted her at her question.
"It's not a happy story. Can I?" he asked pointing to the bench she'd been sitting on. He'd overdone it today. He hurt. It showed for a second as he plunked himself down on the hard, wood surface.
"Long story short, Maxine wished I were her dad. City said, okay! Made a creepy replica of me that's been hanging around the house saying he's her dad. Locked him in the closet. He doesn't seem to mind too much. Jo's guy...friend's not in the City anymore. Went to wherever not-in-the-City-people go. And we have to teach Maxine not to use her powers just in case hunters decide a five year old girl with the ability to turn people into animals is a threat. Haven't talked to Zoe. Her...partner...is gone, too," he rubbed his eyes at this one.
"But, on the upside..." he lingered on this thought and looked up, closing his eyes. "I'll get back to you on that."