Oh, you think I'd let you drive? Not a chance! I'll give you a ride. [It's his baby, not Newt's. Or anyone else's! But he will let Manolo drive it on occasion in spite of his own misgivings.

He did appreciate the physical gesture of comfort, however. Then the elevator was opening up and they were in lobby, heading out onto the street.]

Maybe. I mean, not... not more than I expected. Just.. It's hard. As much as I wanted her here, now I'm reminded constantly about how big an idiot I was back home. Manolo hasn't attempted to punch my teeth out so I know he still doesn't know about how she and I almost got married.... But it's only a matter of time before that comes out.