Heard that one before-- [Because she has, from his mouth no less. Little inside joke that doesn't have time to set before Charlie's scraping up a seat beside them with the sort of smirk that only serves to broaden her own.] Nice of you to join us.

Nineteen eighty-five, eighty-six. Somewhere around there, yeah? [Cut her some slack; it's the best guess she can manage off the top of her head without bothering to glance at Victor's drivers license.]