No shit, Sherlock. Lucy's small fish. The world's bigger since you came around too. I'm sure you find that hard to believe.

[Another shove, not so rough. Freddy'll no doubt recognize it's the old man wanting a little more contact because he can. Except it's a street not a lower balcony.]

Let's go on in and enjoy the air conditioning. Maybe make a buck after you loose three.

[Yessir. He said you.]