“I don’t believe for a second that you’re older’n me. Just, don’t believe it. You could show me a birth certificate an’ I still wouldn’t believe you. An’ sweet deal! I’ve been dying for some good snacks while I’m workin’.”
“Well, you can believe what you’d like. It’s not gonna change how old I actually am. I’ll probably need to head off soon to help her with the trays.”