"That's quite the family knife. I know that make and the model, it's not older than two years. Did you join a gang then? Junior member." If that. He kept walking with him, happy that they were no longer getting yelled at from above. His aim was the same hotel as last time, given it was close enough. "How did I scam you?"

He did want to hear the mental gymnastics involved with that. "You really are a monkey in some ways, always telling stories." Although he still saw him as a puppy more.