Kids were always real crafty. They could break somethin’ one second then look all adorable the next, and… well, this kid was undoubtedly one of the crafty ones. Considered her a kid, anyhow. Max furrowed his brows, his hands on his hips… but grinned, “ Aw, hell, thank ya! I musta’ dropped it… ” He softly said, though his eyes were quick to settle on the wallet…
“ Say, you wouldn’t mind lettin’ me have it back, wouldja? Could get’cha somethin’ for helpin’ me out. ”He knew, though. But he’d might as well be nice anyway. Kids had it tough these days.
‘ you oughta’ be more careful ‘bout dropping things , YOU KNOW . someone bad could come and pick it up and you’d never get it back . ’ she explains as if she WASN’T guilty ; she hands back the waller . ‘ i ain’t suppose to take things from strangers , and you look pretty strange to - ’ addie pauses and smiles . she knew him . well , she had seen him in the movies and that was close enough to being friends already . ‘ i want a hot dog and candy . ’