[He's an adaptable guy like that. The explanation is simple and to the point though, and he quickly gets the gist of it. Fancy automatic carriage, got it. More importantly, it puts his mind at ease that he didn't get got by some young punk. He isn't losing his touch that badly, he hopes.]

Now why didn't ya just lead with that? If you're just a thief, you ain't the one that brought me here. I got no beef with ya!

[He leans back in his seat, clapping his hands together, appeased.]

That said, if yer tryin' to steal it, that must mean it's worth somethin', yeah? And I can't just leave some kid to have all the spoils to himself! That wouldn't be responsible.

[A cackle, and that grin is back. He's not gonna pass up the chance to have chauffeur okay, even if he's never been in the seat of a proper modern automobile before. He snaps his fingers.]

So! Get to stealin'! If ya can't figure this out, maybe yer best left to small time crime.