Good lord, Tony.
Something had better be on fire….
My name don’t matter. Now. Where’s the kid?
I’m sorry, what exactly makes you think I’ll divulge that information to a complete stranger? [Ticks an eyebrow up quickly]
Kids. I love ‘em. I’d love to see Tony’s kid sometime. Where is the rugrat?
I’m sorry, what did you say your name was?
Then you know where the kid is.
Well of course I do, but I fail to see how that’s of any relevance to you…