"Sure sure. Of course we're really friends!" he said, nodding as he took her out of the alley and back to the busy street. "And thanks. Yep, that's me, the birthday boy." He glanced around, glad to not see anyone who would be on his case immediately. "I'll whistle anything you like." He said, having no clue what he was whistling, but he would be ditching her soon enough, he was sure.

When she removed his arm, he immediately placed both hands in his pockets, trying to look casual. "I like candy too. But my favorite.." He looked around even though he already had a target in mind. "Tarts." He grinned and whistled again as he marched towards the closest bakery. "Come on Mable!" He said loudly, trying to look all the world like a happy go lucky boy walking with his friend to get sweets with the totally legally taken money.