(Holy shit, it's... Still going...)
"I'm sorry about your ex, dear. Unhealthy relationships are quite awful, and I've witnessed the damage that it can cause. But, anyways... Would you like a box of thin mints for you and your son? My son's an adult now, and has been for over a decade, but I still buy them for when he visits. They're his favorite! Here, take them. From one teenage mother to another."
"That's paranoid nonsense, dear. As long as they don't give you a reason not to, you should trust most."