I know. I just...remember how I used to think when I was your age. Maybe I've mellowed in my old age.

[That makes him smile, just a little. And, somewhere deep down, he still has hope.]

I daresay when she comes back, you'll probably get an eyeful.

[Then he coughs, realizing how that sounded.]

Not that much of an eyeful, of course. Oh, you know what I mean.