[Yes, you have sits on the tip of Will's tongue. But he knows his memory is exceptional, remarkable. He knows that it's possible Jeff forgot and is attempting to open up instead of, what? Putting himself on the same level of fucked up and dangerous that Will is perceived as by some, even if it's not Jeff?

He's stares, openly, before he takes another sip of his drink and starts back in on his food, mirroring the poking-not-yet-eating of his companion.]

How'd you do that?

[Like he's never heard this before. Brand new information that Will doesn't seem a single bit perturbed by. He isn't.]

Sneak up on him and say boo? Tell him his son knocked up some girl and refused to make an honest woman out of her?

[Tell him your dirty, masterful tactics for murder, friend.]