He let out a sharp, shallow breath and shook his head, baffled. He couldn't understand the man's angle. If it was a trick, it was a trick that went over his head by a fair margin. His fingers had closed over the card, but his arm remained up, hovering awkwardly.

"I don't—" He faltered again, punctuating with another fleeting smile—a childish smile, and one that he'd have chastised himself for, were he aware of it. Especially given how it completely undermined the suspicious twist of his eyebrows. "Shit," he said bluntly. "I mean... you never even told me your name!"