"Already has one of you? What the....the mustang?" And he gestured toward the street with a shrug, "That's not it, mate."

And he takes a long sip of his beer at that question. Because he shouldn't be able to make parallels to Katy, but he does anyway. "Well. That's-that's um." Nope, another drink. "I suppose you move on. Eventually. You go pursue your own interests and you do your job and you just keep going."

Sorry, he's not exactly positive about that divorce yet.