"Hey." The largest one with hair gelled so thickly it was practically plasticine reached out and gripped the back of Mob's shoulder, easily stopping him dead. "You wouldn't happen to be wandering around here looking for some good street eats, would ya? Lil Saltie?" That drew a chorus of more jeering laughter from his friends. "If so, I can't say I blame ya, but I gotta tell you one thing, so look me in the eye real good, okay?"