Frank snorts at that dig, starting to remember flashes of last night and just how quick-witted she is. It's refreshing, even when she's using it to essentially put him down.

"You know the story. Construction, odd jobs, anything the VA wants to throw at me no one else wants." He smiles to himself like it's a private joke, mostly because it is. Curtis keeps him busy during the day so he can do what he does by moonlight... Now that by the light of a whiskey hangover he's realized who she is, he has to wonder how long it might be before she recognizes him. She is a PI, right? He shoots her a quizzical look sidelong and holds it for a beat longer than average before continuing. "Could I be more predictable, right?"