[snorts] What, so you think I'm a criminal? [That officially makes him a badass right? Not like he wasn’t already badass but, you know. Being more badass never hurts.]

What, does it ruffle your prissy preened feathers that I’m getting away with selling sex? Or are you just jealous? You could try it out you know, no one’ll lock you up for it here. You look like you could really use a good lay.

[He doesn’t actually expect you to do it of course, hell no. Then you’d be competition.]