He hummed again, shoulders and brow rising in unison. "Okay, well, uh..." he held the note for a moment, like he didn't quite know how to follow up. "Stay or go, if you find you running out of bowling balls and piss bottles?" He jerked his thumb back, pressing it against his breastbone. "Ask after Tuco. I work as a guide. A place like this, you only seeing half a finger's worth if you stay cooped up in town."

He paused just long enough to let his arm flop down again, before giving Visscher a quick once over, adding, "And a little sun never hurt anybody."