[If Logan seems to mind the uncouth table manners, he doesn't show it. What they're eating doesn't need a fork and - well, nobody's around to bear witness so there's no corrections made. He just keeps drinking his beer as he goes through his food, letting silence hang in the air just the way he likes it before having to crack through it again.]

You can stay if you want to. I just want a heads up if there's any shit I need to know about. Pissed off girlfriends, owed taxes - any of that.

[A pause.]

But if you're asking for room and board, you're back to only getting twenty for washing my car.