It's okay, Scout, it takes more than weird staring for the idea of someone liking him to penetrate Lambert's brain in this universe. Mostly, he's wondering if he has a big sign on his head that says something like 'I have dreams about killing things in super violent ways.'

Nonetheless, he's putting back the knife for the moment, but only so he can pull out a checkbook, though he won't resist ribbing Scout as he goes.

"You usually had your nose in a book, so I'm not surprised you don't remember. So, how much do I owe you?"