Cash frowned at Ford's lie; he was glad that Ford followed up with something else, because it was so blatantly a lie that Cash didn't know how to call him out on it. "Anything I can help with?" he asked. He wanted to help if he could; he just needed Ford to describe more about what those nothings were if he was going to even try. He set his own cards down, and held his drink loosely in one hand, but he didn't currently have much interest in drinking it.
MJ made this!