His eyes narrow. All of the answers were correct, but a clever soul that did their homework could find that information out. The only thing that didn't add up was the 'fifteen' part of the answer. He felt like he should ask her more. He didn't even know where to begin.

Raylan points to a seat at the bar.

"Come have a seat." He wasn't convinced. "If all this is true, how are you here. How are you fifteen when my daughter is only just 6 months." Make it make sense.