"Yeah, maybe. Maybe that hot dealer is the one for you here." He raised an eyebrow at him before laughing at the look that John gave him. "Never know if you don't call."
When John told him that he knew Bela in that tone of voice he figured out that John fucked her. "So... what was she tryin' to steal from you? In my world she stole the Colt from the boys right out of their hotel room."
Bobby finished off the bottle and poured the last into both of their glasses. "Reckon you're right 'bout that." He just knew deep down that John was trying to get out of it... but he wasn't going to press the issue. Yet.