That's why you should find your own ways to have fun, detective. Have some imagination.

[It's a really good thing he's come to this town, they'd be dying of boredom without him to gossip about. Jack can't help tilting his head, wondering what's going through the cop's mind that makes him frown and purse his lips like that. Has the mention of the museum gotten him thinking about Frost's speech on fun?

What comes next kinda confirms it, and it's Jack's turn to frown a bit.]

At this age you still get scolded by--? [The "swamp me with work" part finally sinks and Jack's eyes widen.] Wait-- your dad is your boss? Shit, so you're come from like a whole family of police people?

[It's a little harder to keep his curiosity tone this time, because inside he's only thinking "eww".]