He reflects for a minute, then says, in all seriousness, "Nah... I think I'll have a different job when I grow up..."
I realize that he's truly an expat kid, thinking that "driver" is a profession and not something most people over sixteen do as a normal part of life... I ask him for some clarification.
He then adds, just for some more giggles, "You know, my daddy is a driver sometimes, when he's not a lawyer."