Without hesitation, Dylan leaned over and pressed a kiss to the side of Dave's mouth. Normally, he probably wouldn't have been so affectionate, but the liquid X made every even remotely sexual action feel a thousand times more pleasurable. "Yeah, a lot." He replied, feeling warm and happy. He shrugged the backpack's straps off of his shoulder and slipped it into his lap, and then unzipped a zipper on the side. He reached his hand in the pocket and pulled out a wad of bills tied with a twist tie. "I've got two hundred here, almost a grand if you count what I hid." He slipped the money back inside the backpack and zipped it. "This is it." He continued, and picked up the bottle from the asphalt to hand it to Dave.