"Wow, really? So you're like, five hundred and change, huh? Pretty good condition for a really, really old guy, Hal." She grinned, moving in just a tad to brush her shoulder with his before straightening, pretending like she hadn't done it at all.

She pointed up at a path that led into the woods. "I usually take that one to the river. There's a good spot to fish not far along it, if you don't mind lounging on the bank." He always sounded so sad or looked like someone was going to stick a red hot poker up his butt. She decided she was going to try to get him to smile more.