"No, of course not." Jack said, leaning back in his chair. He hoped Harry hadn't noticed that one in with all the others they'd swiped. He didn't want a tricky conversation about who it had gone to and why.
"Good. Good. We got disturbed in the middle of this one so we didn't get it all like we should have done, we'd done the upstairs - it was just jewellery and things like that, but downstairs they had candlesticks and all their spoons and what not were made of silver. We'd only swiped the tea set when the butler came in. We went out the back so he didn't see us, but it was a close call."
“No clients tonight, Viv? And with you look so pretty. I see that Georgie is round here again though. He stealing your costumers? We could always rough him up a bit for you.”