Tramp new about not giving your name out, which was why he went by tramp and didn't really have a name. He sometimes had Ace make up fake names or let people call him whatever they wanted but he has Ace playing the honest card now. " Name's Ace." He shook her hand gently, after wards using his hand to pull his sunglasses off his hazel eyes, he slid them up over his forehead and let them rest on his head.
He looked around the cafe. " Well....did you run into me and drag me here so I can buy you lunch? That's coming off kinda strong ain't it kid?" He picked up calling people kid, and making up nicknames for them from Tramp. Damn dog. He smiled at her, " Cause if that's the case I'm sorry to tell ya, you bumped into one of the poorer guys in L.A." At least he was honest.
Taking in all the smells the cafe had to offer, his stomach growled softly. This was why he stood away from places like this when he didn't have the cash, but hopefully he'd be getting some soon. He just didn't feel like look for another job, he was way to busy finding other things to occupy his time.