Understandably, their answers are starting to sound more scripted than a David Warner press conference. How much more can they say than what they’re saying out on the paddock?

They may quickly tire of media questions about their burgeoning combination but, the way they’re playing together, it’s not hard to picture them in the WIN Stadium sheds singing Just The Two of Us: We can make it if we try, Just the two of us, building castles in the sky.

Of course the line of questioning is nothing new for either man. Widdop was asked as much about Benji Marshall, while in the world’s only truly rugby league mad city, Hunt and Anthony Milford were a pairing subjected to almost the same scrutiny as Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie.

The questions will keep coming, win or lose – though admittedly easier to answer following the former. It’s why the men who wear the 6 and 7 get paid the big bucks, in Hunt’s case the big, big bucks.

Matching NRL halves is a lot like Married at First Sight. ‘Experts’ can throw a pair together based on certain traits and attributes, but until they’re sleeping in the same bed, you don’t know how it’s going to work out.

Sometimes people made for each other just can’t seem to make it work. Others who seem chalk and cheese, write symphonies. It’s less about having the perfect half as it is about having the perfect pair. A look at the teams who’ve started the NRL season well is an illustration, as is a look at those who’ve fallen short of preseason expectations.

Hunt and Widdop are the form pair and it shows in the Dragons ladder position. Along with smearing egg on a lot of faces (this columnist’s included) Blake Green has brought that synergy to the Warriors. Shaun Johnson was obviously missing from their big win over the Roosters last week, but indications are they are a match made in heaven.

At the Tigers, Luke Brooks, under the guidance of a rejuvenated Benji Marhsall, is showing why he was one of the most hyped young halves in recent memory. In seasons’ past, he and Mitch Moses looked like two twin brothers fighting over the top bunk.

It’s how Moses, literally, now looks alongside Corey Norman at the Eels. At the Broncos, fears that Milford and Kodi Nikorima were to similar have proven founded. Milford’s a stubby, Nikorima’s a throw-down, but they’re the same drop.

Even genuine stars aren’t guaranteed to work. The Cowboys remain the glaring example. Jonathan Thurston, the future immortal, and Michael Morgan the player of last year’s finals.

Sure, Morgan looks less than fully fit, but Thurston’s return appears to have put him back in his shell. At the Roosters, there’s no doubting the qualities Luke Keary and Cooper Cronk possess, but they haven’t quite made it click.

And for the slam dunk, the glowing example, look at James Maloney. Great player certainly but, as purely elite as some of the names listed above – perhaps not.

And yet success has followed him everywhere he’s gone and, without fail, all his halves partners have thrived alongside him. There were fears his arrival at Penrith would stifle Nathan Cleary. Like Marshall’s influence on Brooks, it had the opposite effect.

Then last week, with Cleary injured, Maloney made a seamless shift back into the role of on-field general. It just shows how often we misunderstand what it means for a half to be a good “foil” for another. We want the game-breaker with the game-manager. We want the on-field general with the improv star. We want the game-planner with the no-planner.

Really, as Hunt and Widdop have shown this season, a successful halves pairing have all the aforementioned attributes, stirred with a big dose of selflessness.

Don’t believe me, ask them. They’ll be expecting it.