| "Jack, where have you been? It's an hour and a half past curfew." |
| The young man took off his sunglasses and glared at his adopted father. |
| "The curfew's stupid and you know it. I'm ten years older than you… you can't tell me what to do." |
| "No Jack, you *were* ten years older than me. But *I* am currently twenty years older than you. I'm accountable for your actions now Jonathon Jackson-O'Neill, so yes, I can tell you what to do. The curfew's in place for a reason, you just can't stay out past ten o'clock on a school night." |