"Because we certainly want to have ducks shitting butter." Rob laughed softly, shaking his head. This man was almost what he'd imagine his uncle would sound like. The man did like cowboys from what he understood.
"Knowledge is power." He shrugged absently and stepped up to the counter to order the tea and bagel to go. Thankfully the bit of money he'd found worked, and he set it down on the counter. He didn't need to eat much at the moment, though later he would need something more substantial. He knew it, but he'd put that thought away for now.