Naw. I have a hard time figuring out what I want...

[Green eyes look down the neck of his bottle before lifting to White then over to the main bar area. There's an older guy trying to flirt with a pair of younger girls. One of them has a fake tan and the other has tattooed eyebrows. The guy's got a mustache and thick rimless glasses for 'style'.]

You know, besides not be that guy, or kill him. [The last part is a joke too.] A big man like you's gotta have a story.

[...About his day, not about killing. He wants to hear more about White.]