Palms rolled on the edge of his hips to make fingers fan out. Snap out with a the delayed reaction before they found their usual resting spots; thumbs through the loops of his slacks, finger sunk deep into pockets and the creature let a sharped-tooth grin spread across his face. Teeth locked into a row, eyes sunk shut behind his shades.

Because if there was something he admired most of all, it was attentive employees.

Greed tossed his head back. Let it lull and roll across that expansion of fur at the base-line of his neck. "Oi, oi, oi," he spoke, his tone low. A gyrating sort of noise that sloshed like that of a heavy tide. "-mind taking over for a while, lovely? We have a little work on the other side of town."

A nameless woman in question gently pushed a chair out from its nestled-in corner of a table. Shoulders thin and bare, she merely shrugged them. "Do I have any other choice?" Pale-blond hair cut into a descending ankle and she puckered ice-smeared lips. But she placed hands to her knees despite the mild protest, lifting away from her poker game gone stale. "You really are a selfish sort of bastard."

Which caused the Sin in question to bark. A snap over his spine, shoulder rising to shrug off the insult. "Never said I wasn't."

And that was just it - he never offered an accuse. Never lied or cheated the ones he considered his. And as he motioned his way out from behind his would-be perch, Greed offered a side-glance to the two in question. "Where we're going, huh?" A peer out to the door frame, to the shallow lights that barely coated the parking lot in the mid-evening dark.

He took one step forward and tapped his foot against the floor.

"Los Angeles - or something like that," he started, hand tossing out as he casually waved at the coming dark. "-there's something there I'm a little interested in."