[Snapping, at least, is quieter when the person in question has got felt fingers, but he still side-eyes Bunsen with distaste at the sound. Mainly for making him flinch like a fool when it wasn't actually that bad. But it shifts into more of a suspicious squint after a beat, and Jed crosses his arms.]
Think so, huh? [jesus christ Larry would have a heart attack around this guy] So what'd'ya steal? A painting? Jewels? Some fancy science exhibit to help you sell fake pills?
[Listen... he'd have to take his money to the bank to even start making those convenient magic band purchases and he hasn't got any giant friends to make that trip for him yet. ]
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Think so, huh? [jesus christ Larry would have a heart attack around this guy] So what'd'ya steal? A painting? Jewels? Some fancy science exhibit to help you sell fake pills?
[Listen... he'd have to take his money to the bank to even start making those convenient magic band purchases and he hasn't got any giant friends to make that trip for him yet. ]