She says that name and suddenly a profound sense of déjà vu hits him. He feels a little light headed himself. "Me too."

Slowly, he pats her arm and then carefully, oh so carefully, hobbles to a nearby bench and sits down with a deep sigh. He sets his glass down on the ground by his feet and then sits back, closing his eyes and letting the sun warm his face. "Too much brandy too soon, I think."