[Only a sucker would take the man in the brightly patterened overcoat who was almost idly chewing on the stick that his kebob had been served on for a sucker. Kon knew far too much of mischief to fall for cheap tricks like this and, shifting the stick so it was clenched between his teeth, he glanced down at the stranger who had approached.]

You sure 'bout that? It's too hot to be carrying all that much-- you might wanna hit up one of those ladies from the West if you wanna return anything.