Wow. Yeah, I only heard about her here and there over dinner. Then the tone shifted, and I mean - once that happened no one was really discussing home triumphs.

[Not that he had anyway, Richie was unmarried and unenthusiastic about the spousal conversation, to begin with. He had his career and that was it and comedy could be one bitch of a mistress. Stand-up was a great source of income but it was boring and it smothered his creativity and his will to even keep going.]

Nothing's a strong word. I mean, all the differences seem to be mine, right? Maybe I'm the one that's different.

[Anything to take the load off of Eddie, even just a little. He already had plenty to reckon with.] I'm so not writing any of this shit down. It's all circumstantial. I know who I'm talking to.

[Richie smiles and slaps the menus in front of them down after ordering. Two sandwiches and a single plate of extra fries they could fight over, just like old times.

His attempt to save face in front of the waitress was weak at best, he's just glad he narrowly missed knocking his knee into the bottom of the table in the midst of it all.]

Just like I know you're not sorry, you little shit.