[He likes the effect this has garnered. But he's not about to let things get too aggressive (...yet). He wants to keep the peace. At least in public.]

Awfully clueless, aren't you?

[He shrugs a little, adjusting the half-mask upon his brow.] Do I really need a reason?

[My, my. How serious. Booker resists rolling his eyes, because really, he's not that classless.] Stop worrying. It's not like I'm out to get you. You keep looking at me like I might shoot you in the back. So you can relax. I have a job to do here, actually. I was just trying to have a bit of fun beforehand.