[He latches on to Nandor's sentiment about forgetting, seemingly listening more intently at that, only to relax seconds later. It's best not to scare the scary fellow.]

I've got no idea, pal! Sorry.

...But somebody "special" doesn't have to mean a... Shit, what did they call it back in your day? A "conk-u-blind?"

[He means concubine.]

It could even just be you! Savorin' the shit out of a saucy meal, all by yourself.