The car has Kepler in it, the heat blasting on his side, the gas tank full and as soon as Jacobi's inside, they're pulling out to head for the highway again to get to their destination.

He doesn't ask for the card back. He has full faith it'll find it's way back into his wallet once they're at their temporary base of operations, namely a small rental property a street over from their mark's own home.

He does hold his hand out for the coffee.

"Something the matter with the donuts, Mr. Jacobi?"