[Frankly, he's pretty sure this stuff isn't going to be all that interesting. Neither of them have been around long enough to get any good dirt, and neither has said anything that wouldn't be easy enough to dig up in other ways.

But in a place like this, allies are important. Even the great Omar Little isn't a lone wolf. If he plants this seed now, it could easily grow into something useful. The kind of man who doesn't look up, that's useful.

So he keeps his eyes on his own food, and grins down into it.]

A'ight, bro. I can go first.

I seen you call yourself a Marquis, that right? Just so happen there be another one on board: Marquis de Sade. Got hisself a pretty long rap sheet, apparently, once upon a time. [The name had twigged some memory, so he'd looked it up.] He a man in charge now, though.