[Look he's not used to doing the family thing, adopted or otherwise. Let him live as a useless goober in peace
Richie shakes his head and clucks his tongue.]
Not even snake eyes.
[The thought comes and passes to mime being slapped by an invisible force anyhow, but even Richie has decency where it counts. He huffs instead. Follows with a long, tired exhale and a punch to the burlier man's shoulder.]
Are the kids holding up all right? [And after a beat:] How about the Missus?
always, my dear
Richie shakes his head and clucks his tongue.]
Not even snake eyes.
[The thought comes and passes to mime being slapped by an invisible force anyhow, but even Richie has decency where it counts. He huffs instead. Follows with a long, tired exhale and a punch to the burlier man's shoulder.]
Are the kids holding up all right? [And after a beat:] How about the Missus?