"I thought maybe you'd have an idea of some kind of a standard? I don't know either. It isn't often I bring anyone around at all so this will be novel by all accounts."

Emil laces his hand with Reno's a little more firmly as he considers it. "I'd tell them the truth: You were running with a rough crowd but you're working on turning things around. You're a terrible influence, I've never known you to be able to cook, you used to be an alcoholic but you were at least working on that, last I checked, and you're one of the only people I've ever met that can not only keep up with me, but give me a run for my money. I'll convince Mama that she needs to feed you, and then I'll turn you over to my brothers."