Noah wondered whether he had offended the man by letting him know that he didn't know the guy. He didn't send him away however, and so Noah sat down and resolved to tread more carefully.

The resolution didn't last long, because Noah was about to blurt out his first thought in response to the man's question, when the man told him to take his time and think about it. Thinking was not his strongest side. Noah furrowed his brows together and looked at the man, trying to figure out what answer he wanted to hear. "Bein' famous? No." Based on how he had treated him... "Not beatin' up gobshites like me?"