Yeah, okay got me there.

[He gritted his teeth, trying to turn it into a mean smile. His fists were quivering, but not from rage; really, he just wanted to lunge for and try and pull the yo-yo out of the boy's hand.]

Let's not be cute. I wasn't the only one being a little less than honest the last time we talked, Lucas.

[That's right. He got your name too.]