"Hey, hey," Chris was up and grabbing a pair of sneakers for Toby, holding them up in offering, "Fine, man, whatever. I don't give a fuck who you are here, anyway. You're still Toby to me," He gave a lopsided grin as he stuffed the folded up piece of paper with the design on it in his back pocket, "Hey, if you want, you can even work at my restuarant," He offered, shrugging, "I mean, until you find something better. Just to get started." He knew the man was suspicious of him already, of his motives, so he wasn't about to force any issue too much that involved Tobias staying close to him. Even if he wanted to. Though, that didn't mean he wouldn't make efforts to get the man to want to stay close.