Bob would be more distracted by David then the mechanical clanking. At least until the end of his little speech. He would have a partially confused look on his face and his finger pointed at the mysterious magician, who kept even his words behind an illusion. "I think I agree with the spirits and devils. I want to hear more about this job before agreeing to it. A favor owed can cost more then the cash equivalent. I take back my original 'on board' attitude."<br/><br/>He would then turn to face the new arrival. And then turn back around immediately. Fredrick had said not to stare, and it became immediately obvious why, Toontz McAvery. There where a fair share of men that found freedom in prison. Bob looked for a free meal, most everyone else sought protection from Toontz, or one of his competitors. Jail breaks were usually constructed from the outside, and resulted in more deaths then escapes. Like all good mobsters, the only real connections between McAvery and these deaths was rumor. All of Bob's information could be wrong, but he wasn't about to take that chance.