"The roof I did for Raphie. The white shirt I wore for you." He kind of mumbled that last line there, which made it not quite as suave as he was trying to sound. Red-faced and sheepish, he assumed suaveness was not happening for him no matter what. Luckily whatever charm he might have did seem to be working on Michael anyway, so there was that.

"I don't mind it. Y'know. When you do your thing." What was he doing, how did he sound like a complete idjit right now? "When you talk all sweet. With that accent of yours."