He's glad for that. Because he doesn't much consider himself any useful source of advice. But he's got shoulders. For leaning. So that's nice.

"I'd feel weird about it too," he admits sorely, "but I don't know if you could call it that, darlin'." He seems to hum over that one a minute. How many people involved need to know it's cheating before it's cheating? He's not sure he knows those rules.

"Have you talked to him since? Why'd he wanna go and do that? You know'em better than I do Johnny, but not for nothin'— every time I wind up foolin' around with someone who I don't know but knows me? Well... it's usually 'cause they're after somethin'."