So he had given him his real name. Interesting. Where had the Sascha come from then? He was almost tempted to stick around and find out to satisfy his curiosity. But this man was giving him a clinging vibe so he figured it was safer to get out now.

"Sorry. Must have had too much of the good stuff last night. Happens to the worst of us. Now, wallet. Phone. Now. Don't keep me waiting."