Clarkie bit out a laugh and looked at him. "I think you mean that I couldn't haul you over any fence," he said, definitely making a joke in return. Though, by all appearances, Arthur looked skinny enough that if he didn't know any better, he could swear he could take him. What he did know, however, was that Arthur had much more strength underneath all those suits that anyone gave him credit for. Or he had originally given him credit for.

It wasn't long before they were down the length of the alley and emerged on another street. "So pick the poison..."