Uh-huh. [ There were no courts here to respectfully attend to the language, but he'd let Neal protest as much as he want.

His face 'eh'd with a bob as he answered. Oh yeah, he'd do this shit all day. There was no Boyd here to Law at and honestly, Raylan was waiting for one of their number to be on the other side.]

The guard uniform is old hat. Knock someone out, create a distraction, slip out the front door. The wife's credit card is a little harder, technically speakin' though I suppose if you're smart enough to use the phones.

I'd ask why you wouldn't put that kinda skill to a better use, but I got an idea of the answer already.