[ He doesn't notice the look of concern on her face at first. He's still looking away from her and off into space ]

[ He's about to say "nothing" but thinks better of it when he sees the slight bit of concern on her features. ] Just your son, ma'am. [ He smiles a half-smile. ] And how it suddenly dawned on me that we're a lot more alike than he and I would like to think.

[ He looks at her pipe and instinctively reaches for his cigarettes, stopping first to look at her ] Is it all right with you if I smoke too? It's your office, not mine.