A soft smile curved over his lips. He shook his head, allowing an airy chuckle to flow from his throat. "I won't be taking you to jail," he stated, calmly glancing back towards the salesman. He frowned slightly, an expression of thought crossing his face. He hadn't thought bringing currency with him today would be a good idea this morning, but apparently it had been. Facing the girl once more, he again offered the same, gentle smile. "How about I pay for that?" He motioned towards the music box, and tilted his head slightly; adding, "And I'm not a guard. Just call me Lewis."