"Oohh, treat yourself," Marcie said, taking a chocolate one. Just one wouldn't hurt. It'd be rude not to. "Don't worry about me, sir. I'm a good girl." If he was trying to lure her closer, it was working. "So, have you lived here long?" How much money did bounty hunting bring in anyway? He didn't look too badly off but it wasn't excess of riches or anything.