Remy's lip twisted into a half smirk, and he circled round the blond, reaching out to ruffle his hair. "Dat were a move ta distract me, weren't it? Plan'd ta rob me? Dat one works better with an acomplice. 'Specially if you ain't never done it before. But one day ya might get good enough dat you can charm 'em right in ta believing you," he said, flashing him a wink, and holding up the boy's wallet, taken unnoticed while they'd talked.
He tossed it back with a smile. "Choo' got a bottle opener for anyways, you look too young ta be drinkin'."