[He looked between the two of them and wistfully wondered why he never thought to come up with this his first time around. If a dead wife gained sympathy, being actually dead earned it in spades. It sort of made him feel guilty.
Sort of.]
A thousand-something years and counting! Here's the next thousand!
[Action]
Sort of.]
A thousand-something years and counting! Here's the next thousand!
[He lifted his glass and then took a drink.]