Tony pushed down his sunglasses with his finger, looking you up and down.

"Well, you do look like me..." Tony said, looking at the paper in front of him and then at lady sitting beside you, struggling to believe the words the lady had just said.

"So... you're telling me this is my kid, right?" The lady nodded. "And this is not some sort of joke or something?" She denied.

"Oh, shit..." Tony muttered under his breath then looked back at you. "What's your name, kid?"