An indifferent shrug, "Dunno, I've gone ta ground meself, was jest eyeballin a mark some fine upstandin gent with a big bag of....er a I was scouting the docks an saw some movement through yer window, had a way in an here I am. "He looks intently at a torn hangnail on his right index finger before squinting at Mister Andy and biting the offending bit off, " Ta be blunt as a shovel ta the face, it's neither good nor bad, it's nothin.. So um, what's brings ya back ta the Buckle? "