"Gettin' a pat down... should I feel special?" The Dodger can't help the cheek, even when he's drunk. He's used to that type of treatment from people, so it's no surprise that Nancy's new bloke would be one of those people. As long as he don't treat Nance like that, then there's no problem.

"Oh right. Yeah. Workin' on that one," he nodded, trying to reassure Nancy that he knew not to rob from her people - once he knew who her people were. Not knowing them made them just another mark. She would be acting the same with his people. If he had any people. Which he don't. Except her, really. Huh. Interestin' that.

"Awh, knew you liked me best," the Dodger laughed, hiccuping once as he did so. It happned, on occasion, if he got drunk. It wouldn't last long.