[Molly somehow misses half of the words- grasps the meaning, however, which is good and warms him to her even more- because he's trying to guess her age and wonder how many husbands she's had.]

First husband? You can't possibly be any older than I am. [He says, with a kind of delirious laugh, knowing that his physical age could be anywhere between his twenties to a more absurd number. He is two years old.] How many husbands can a person get in that time? I'm assuming some of them were purely political.