"Two thirds of the company here is far from polite and the other third is a teenager that has probably heard worse, if my younger years taught me anything." He winked at poor Henry before he hid behind a sip of his coffee.

Goodnight smirked at Billy's nudging. And when he looked at him it was with nothing but adoration. God, he'd missed this man, the easy banter with him. The way Billy tried not to smile when he was amused.