He nods, remembering for the first time in a good long while the first time he met someone else entirely. This little slip of conversation reminds him of another, very similar exchange.

"Smart and cute..."

But that's in the past, and in the past is where it should stay, or he's certain it'll drag him right along with it. Wouldn't be the first time someone gets lost in the past.

He lifts his head, catching the eye of one of the waiters. They need refills.