Liar, Coward, Selfish bastard. Nothing new there. It hurt like hell to have Neal, Neal of all people, giving him a public dressing down and smearing his business all over the street. A million different places to start flew through his head. I slept with Doc first, you know and he's a whole different breed of cat. | Yeah, I know what it's like to be left without any explanation. | What do you want from me.

But he'd had practice getting yelled at and all those ideas were kept under the calm veneer of unmoving patience.

"I hope you realize if you were anyone else, we wouldn't be havin' this conversation." There were a lot of considerations that had been made and continue to be made for Neal's benefit.

"Do you really want an answer or are you just lookin' for an excuse to take another shot at me? You set me a deadline and kicked me outta my house, Neal. And I've respected that. So give me a reason to bother tryin' to answer all that. Otherwise, I've got shit to do."