Imagine running into YOU tonight… my ex’s son. I always did like you… and you’re SO handsome now. Always were. How’s everything going with you now? And your mom? You know, I never did like her… she was always… unappreciative of you. I don’t know, I just thought, well, that I’d take better care of you. Tell me something. Do you think I’m prettier than her? And… can I talk you into another drink?