"Mate, were you two actually raw-dogging it or have Trojan got a hefty lawsuit on their hands?" Billy chuckles and drinks some more of his beer. The idea of Jadyn becoming a father both amuses and intrigues him as it's not something he ever envisioned happening. This is his partner in debauchery. A baby in the mix completely changes that landscape. "If you're looking for parenting advice, I ain't the one. I'm hardly Father of the Year. If you're looking for a quick getaway while that kid smashes your UMAs, just you call me up." Billy snickers as he finishes rolling up a joint of his own. "Seriously though, how you feeling about that? Huge fucking life shift." Billy opines through pursed lips as he clenches the joint in his mouth and sparks up after wrestling with the lighter on the first few attempts.

Billy nods along slowly as Jadyn expresses his rather laid back stance on the situation. While Billy himself would be hitting the roof if he was the one caught up in all of this, he respects Jadyn's outlook, envies his cool head even. "Well, I suppose a congratulations is in order then, mate. I wasn't sure if I was coming here to toast or be on suicide watch. I'm happy it's the former. Having said that, if you plan on leaving me this place in your will, I'll be more than happy to throw the toaster into the hot tub myself." Billy chuckles and takes another drag of his joint. As he does so, a memory unlocks. One that he cannot believe he ever forgot. In true Billy style, tact isn't taken into consideration and it's all about the punchline. "Mate, in another timeline I could've been this kid's uncle. My brother used to fuck around with her. Sayyid, not Neily. That lad ain't banging anything." He smirks and raises the joint to his lips again. "Small world, eh?"