It's hard enough to know what to think of this place being that it's quite the transition from the last place where he'd found himself, but add in the "small town feel" that he gets, and not just from Deerington, and Neal can't help but sense himself as a little out of sorts. It's like going from a ritzy hotel to a slummy barracks to a dingy motel, and he doesn't particularly like it.

For that matter, he's got to wonder when Wes — if that's his real name — is from. His jacket reads dated, although he's considerably more polished than one might expect of a person wearing fringe.

Your partner must be a handsome man. I'm guessing you're not talking about your law practice?

Despite their strange meet cute, Neal still possesses every bit of the charm he's always had and his little joke comes with a tentative grin. Just how much of a sense of humor does Wes have?