That game? [ —derisive. ] No. [ he would never sully his own trade like that. ]

I was looking for these. [ pocketing away his folding knife, he retrieves a few plastic eggs from off to the side, tossing one of them over to her. ] They were scattered throughout the grounds. [ he still has no fucking idea what they're for, negl to you. ]

You came to me, remember?