The chin! Nice. Close enough. Neal laughed too, but didn't chance it with the truffles. No, those were too precious to be tossed in the air and potentially squashing against Jas's face. So he ate one instead. "Yeah, you're like a...book snob." He pushed his nose up, as if he were meant to indicate someone snooty - merely teasing, of course, as he was apt to do.
"But I know how to pick locks and hot wire a car in like, ten seconds. That makes me an intellectual too, doesn't it?" Probably not, Nealfire, at least not in the Eton-educated way. More like the street smarts way - he had a lot of those, oodles, overflowing.