"And I've been working here for eight years, man, that's enough to cause at least a bit of weirdness." Dave finished with his own slight snort, catching Wes looking at him again and merely rolling his eyes lightly at his - his - bodyguard. "Best idea I've had in a bit, I think." Dave sounded pleased with himself, pleased in general, as he sat up a bit straighter and crossed his legs underneath him. "Safe, yeah." He nodded emphatically. "Places like this are hard to find. Marc's employees are well taken care of and he just..." Dave trailed off and shrugged. "He cares. Cares enough to help people, addicts. Found me in the ditch on the verge of an overdose, man, and saved my life. Not many people would do that these days, you know?"