While Raylan wasn't visibly relieved, he completely was. The last thing he wanted to talk about was work but he'd also talked to a journalist or two and Ainsley was clearly hungry in the best way for one to be in that kind of business. He chose the easier, wiser path and sat back with a little nod of concession and a friendly enough curl of his lips before his attention was pulled by Jessica again.

"It's quite a city," he praised, giving her his most charming Good ol' boy smile. "Shiny and rough in all the promised places. I'm a little disappointed that I don't have time to go to Ellis Island, but maybe the US Marshal's service will find another case that I might be in these parts for, get the time to go sight seeing properly. I understand you and your family have been here for a long time, if you've got some suggestions on what I ought to see, as a native yourself.."

He understood the kind of woman Jessica was. There was a certain amount of attention to be paid for her to feel as shiny as she was and while it bordered on small-talk, Raylan was genuinely interested what the first thing to come to one who was used to living the way the Whitly's were would come to mind. He also understood that he was something of a buffer for her sharp eyed attentions on Malcolm and considering he knew roughly how much a suit like the one he was wearing was worth, he could occupy Jessica with a little charm while working that glass of scotch.