Shaking Jim's hand (as he glances toward the tag for the name, yeah), Sol returns his grin with sharp-toothed ease; there's something interesting about the way he carries himself, for being Captain Desk Job, but that is what it is. The three piece suit - the earring, the partially visible neck tattoo, the glint in his eye - makes him look more like a gangster than a lawyer, these days.

“Right,” he confirms, with a 'what are you gonna do' gesture as they let go. “Me and Schumacher over there, we were back in Baltimore just after the new year.”