Oh, thank God. Beat relaxed and a grin spread across his face. "Good, 'cause coffee ain't nothin' for kids to have. It's gross as he--" He stopped, remembering he shouldn't be crass around kids. They picked stuff up quickly, after all. "It's gross as balls." There we go.

"So why ain't you got a coat if you're cold?" Because seriously, even he was wearing one and it was usually a battle to get him to wear even a shirt with sleeves at the best of times.