Harry glared suddenly, "You watch your tongue." He retorted, "If it weren't for Georgie's help you'd not be working tonight." He said, collecting the blonde's drink and passing it to the young man before taking his own. "We've got another couple of jobs on, so you better have somewhere in mind to stash some of that." He added, nodding down to the loot, before setting down his glass.
"All aside from this though." He said, rooting through the jewellery there until he found what he was looking for- a highly polishes silver pendant on a chain, tiny bright diamond stones set into it, no bigger than a pin-head each, but perfect none-the-less. "Georgie..." He began, but didn't, or couldn't, say anything else in front of the others, placing it in the boy's hand.