"Aw, c'mon." It was almost a tease. "You looke' so good on y' back." Well, he hadn't really been on his back except for that brief second he'd rolled, but Remy could still taunt him about it.
"I see you la'er." He promised with a lift of his eyebrows. Because yes, he knew you'd be here later. That schedule had been posted up and he'd head back, looking for you-- or for your friend. Which ever one he managed to find first. "We talk, non? Have lunch. Coffee. Twinkies." His eyebrows went up. "Tell mom an' da' t' le' you play longer nex' time."