You worked in New York? [Yeah, don't pay any attention to the way Quentin's voice goes a little high asking that question.] But just the big stuff, right? It's not like you looked in to bank robberies or anything like that. I mean, those are probably like a dime a dozen in New York.

[Quentin huffs, his breath fanning out in plumes in front of him as they move closer to the middle of town. He always was a bad liar.]