Oh. [He vaguely remembers a lakehouse - the one where he and Elena spent a weekend? - so he nods, as if it clears up everything.

His gaze turns towards the pier, and the numerous stores he can see from the beach. Hopefully they've still got a couple of fair games tucked nearby...] Then I guess I owe you a proper afternoon here, Jersey-style. Might as well, while we've got the place to ourselves.