Mack laughed. “Your eyesight must be failin’ ya. I’m thirty-five years older than when you last laid eyes on me.”
“Well, you haven’t changed that much. Have I?” Seth asked.
Mack looked closely at the man still dressed in cowboy gear. “You’re older, and you’re balder—”
“Hey, careful there, fella. Ya don’t want ta go and hurt my feelin’s right off,” Seth said with a chuckle.
“I have ta admit you’re still pretty damn good-lookin’.”
“I was hopin’ you’d say somethin’ like that,” Seth said with a warm smile.