"More than one pair of each?" Raylan's eyebrows and the way they were hitched suggested he doubted it. "Does that mean I have to slap it's hood and yell 'Hey, I'm Walkin' here'." It was.. well, an attempt, but due to the over campiness of it, it came out sounding more like Boston than anything else. To Raylan's credit, he seemed to notice that, wincing as he stabbed another piece of meat.

"I don't think it fits me.. or my gun." There were much more... efficient ways to stop a taxi. A little threat could go a long way.