"Damn right! 'S why I need 'em," Namur glanced over at the table, thinking about Ace- or more specifically, Ace's bottomless pit he called a stomach. "Tell y' what though, yer goin' t' need a hell of a lot more food than that if I get Ace down here. Li'l shit sucks down everythin' faster'n a whirlpool. Think yer up t' the challenge a feedin' a D?"