
"But that's soooo hard to do with the numbers scratched off. Oh, and with you holding it."
When Angelo but his back between her and the safe, Shay rose on her toes right behind him to try and get a look at the number he was punching in.
"Lame," she said with the same lighthearted tone she'd been using.
Shay knew better than to ever grab for a gun on someone like it was a toy, so she'd have never done that to Angelo. But she noticed that there were now two holsters instead of one on his hip and recalled the Charlie conversation with him.
She never wanted to bring it up, he probably never wanted to bring it up again, but there was magic flowing from that new holster.
"You got a new gun," she said as a statement rather than a question. She was trying to prod without being completely obvious about it, but the curiosity was strong. "Let me see it?"