Finally able to leave this dump of a hospital.
Try growing up in it.
Oh wait, it’s your birthday isn’t it?
Happy birthday, Sof!
Yes, my favorite father, my nineteenth birthday to be specific. You’re little girl has two more years until she can legally drink. How does that make you feel, old man?
Thank you, what did you get me for my birthday?!
I do believe it’s someone’s birthday…
My nineteenth birthday to be more exact!
Well happy birthday! I wish I could bake you a cake but it’s the thought that counts, right?
Oh definitely. I mean, cakes are way over-rated, right?
It’s a beautiful day to save lives.
Hm, I wonder where I’ve heard that before. How are you, uncle Derek? Haven’t seen you in awhile.