Bernard whapped Kon on the arm. "I meant if you wanted anything to drink, hotshot," he said, grinning ruefully. "I will not give up my Timmy so soon after having gotten him back!" He wrapped his other arm around Tim's shoulders, using his added height and the element of surprise to pull him into a cloying hug.

He rolled his eyes. "Yes, you mentioned. And Kon mentioned. And the whole fucking world mentioned. I get it. She's famous." He grinned sardonically.