"That's what I said, Captain. If you ever find a better thief, tell me and I'll prove you wrong." Zidane was alwaus up for a challenge, especially when burglary was the name of the game! There was something about breaking into a large manor house that appealed to him, and that did not necessarily mean the 'treasure' he'd take with him. He didn't see much point in breaking into someone's home, if there were no guards, no locks to pick, nothing.
Forgetting about the fruit tin for the moment, Zidane crossed the room to stand next to Hook. He glanced to the collection of liquor, chose one, and picked it up. "I don't think you'll be doing much trapping, if you keep drinking this. What is this crap?".
Purely a rhetorical question, he set the bottle back down and picked up another; this time, he chose one that looked similiar to the bottle that Hook was holding. He didn't recognise the label, as expected. "If you want to go set up some traps any time soon, you can count me in. If you're up for it, we can even make it another bet. I'll definitely trap more animals than you can, old man."