[Clayton huffs in gentle amusement. How much can he get away with...]

Nothin' at all? Nothin' you want me t' keep an eye out for? Any buddies yer lookin' for? [He subtly raises his brows. You know, like your main squeeze Timmy?] I run into an awful lot a folks jus' runnin' 'round here, I'll bet I can find 'em.