Scrod's turned towards Kano.
"Brought here? Yer done balled up bout this whole operation aint you...You done make it sound like ah had mah hand held like a lil yung'un n they brought me here with a potato sack o'er mah head boy. *Laughs heartily* No sir, ah done came here myself on account of a job, but yer' at sea bout why were all here, just relax, everything'll come outa the woodwork fer' ya in time. Got advice fer' ya; in this field o' work, never miss a good chance ta' shutup and listen, may save yer' life, that there's comin' from experience here. Name's Richard Wiedemann, folks call me Scrod." he told Kano grinning.
Looking over at Amelia, he gave her a friendly smile and nodded, tipping his hat. "M'am"
He watched silently as the man smoking walked in and inspected his guns ominously.