action;

[Alfie doesn't bother to hide his surprise when Boba arrives - he sits back in his chair, raises his eyebrows, and crosses his arms over his chest.]

Fucking hell, how old are you?

[Not so young that Alfie will censor his potty mouth for him, apparently. And... Alfie looks him up and down. Probably not so young that he wouldn't hire him for small deliveries. He has younger boys ferry around money and parts at home, sometimes.]

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