Malcolm still looked faintly dubious as he took a sip of coffee, but it was Raylan's business, not his. Still, if he did work with the local PD and it came up... he wasn't sure he could keep his mouth shut. Maybe it was better to just not.

He considered the plate of eggs for a moment and took another bite, then looked at Raylan. "Where do you like to go in town?" he asked.