Cash squinted at Spryly, trying to suss him out. Given the way he'd first met the other man, it was no surprise that Cash had a difficult time reading him — every once in a while there was something in Spryly's expression or his countenance or the way his hair caught the light that made Cash's head hurt, although now that he knew him better, there were worlds of difference between Spryly and Eli.
For one thing, if Eli had tried to rob him Cash was pretty sure he would have succeeded.
"...Does being a street waif pay now?" he hazarded.
For one thing, if Eli had tried to rob him Cash was pretty sure he would have succeeded.
"...Does being a street waif pay now?" he hazarded.

MJ made this!