Michael regards the dust cloud with a mild nod; considering the question. As usual, he knows his role on this job. He's an extra set of hands and eyes - and doesn't like to look of nervous man one bit.

Still, he answers softly; "I'm a good guy, but one who understands that there's rarely a clean answer to a situation." He considers the man-purse with thirteen grand still sitting in his room back at the bar and what he knew Barry did to get him that money. "The difference is in knowing when it's right to do what's wrong."