"If I have a chance before they send me out, I would love to." He sounded genuinely pleased at the idea. And, if it was impossible to go, he would probably end up writing Tuco a letter of apology.

"Wait. Hold on. Since you're helping me..." He started to fish in his pockets, shuffling items around. Then he pulled out a card, one of his day's wages worth.

"I don't know if you're getting paid extra for helping out here but I would like to see that you do." Said a poor man that was desperate for a little kindness and put a little too much faith in people, as he handed over one of Jeffer's kind payments to his new friend.