Remy grinned wryly at Billy - wincing only slightly at the effect on his bruised up face and healing nose. Billy apparently thought Remy would bite. "Not at da moment hommes - I'm hurt, not invalid. I be Remy, as for da bus... well, I don' remember her, but hopefully someone got dat number." Remy put the queen of spades back in the deck - which was stacked on the table - and shuffled them only a little clumsily with one hand.
"Does everyone here bite so hard dat ya expect me ta?"