Mr. Red shrugged "I highly doubt he is a 'Stingy rich guy'." he emphasized, amused slightly. He shrugged as he fetched for a reply. "Not all of them are people that owe him money...." he said a little cryptically. Leaving the building he allowed Naomi to pass him as he shut it behind them. As quick as can be he locked the door and went on his way. "I do not mind if you ask any questions at all, I am an open boo-" he stopped to think for a moment. "I must admit... I am usually more of a sneak peek of a book... but I have to trust somebody some time right?" he murmured. He looked back at her, then slipped his fedora on.<br/><br/>He was about to reply to her comment about not having allot of money, but instead he felt a frown tug at his lips. "Oh, I see... well, I guess I can pay for lunch" he said as if it were no big deal. "I have money, you don't... its as simple as that." His hand slipped into his coat as he removed his wallet and checked how much money he brought with himself. He looked over at her with a side ways stare. "Yo need money, do you not?" he asked. Without another word he slipped out a one-hundred dollar bill and two twenty's. "There you go..." he said light heartily as he reached for her hand, opened it. Then shut it around the money. Without another sound he let go and walked along the road toward his jet black van.