[If Wade heard Simon's reply at all, he doesn't show it. Instead he busies himself with shrugging off his work shirt, revealing a black wifebeater underneath. He makes as if to toss it on the nearest kitchen chair, but then, as if suddenly remembering he has a guest, merely folds it over one arm.]

'ey, so I'mma go take a leak and then start some dinner. Make yourself comfortable, okay? Watch some TV or somethin'. Mi casa es su casa.