"Damnit, that isn't my name!" he grumbled but motioned for the bottle again. That little stunt had caught his attention. He definitely hadn't figured someone like that guy would have reflexes like that and it made him suspicious. He couldn't have always been locked up like that to have those kinds of skills. And it hadn't looked to be a fluke with how easy he'd made it look and the lack of surprise himself.

"How long have you been up there?" he asked, waiting for the liquor again he knew he'd need it if they were going to talk any further.