[Well, it's now or never that he tells Blake about the two of them being related. He figures it's not really that big a deal. More people should probably know instead of it being some weird secret, anyway.

But first...]

If I claim to be an alien, do I get to probe you? [He lets out a laugh, before going a bit more serious.] But nah, he and I are... related. He's, in a really fucking technical and roundabout way, my son. [He's... not going to get into the fact that for the longest time, he referred to Dave as his brother for a variety of reasons, and that it's only because of playing sburb that Dave ever found out, though it's clear there's more to it if Blake wants to pry.]

We'll have to agree to disagree on the name, though. I still think it's pretty grandpa-ish.

[Still, it's pretty nice that Blake is being so unjudgmental. It makes him feel a lot better, all things considered. A second or two later, he decides to down his shot before calling for another two. When it's placed in front of him, he slides one towards Blake.]

Feel like something a little stronger?