"Eighteen," Veronica replies. "I actually forgot my birthday. It was months ago and for obvious reasons it just wasn't on my mind."

Normally, her age hasn't bothered her much, but it feels weird to admit to Frank now, to point out how young she actually is -- Only three years older than the amount time he was in the Marines. She should have said she was twenty-five just to hear him scoff.

"Did you like it? Being in the military," she says, a better topic than her relative youth.