Frank you jerk, Vinnie was still a few thousand dollars in debt. He needed that money.

Vinnie looked confused for a second, not quite understanding Frank's remark. Why would he carry snacks? Only people who got hungry carried snacks. Sonny's pocket lining was practically made of emergency snackables.

But maybe the leafy hair and constant aura of sweet perfume wasn't enough of a giveaway. "Nah. Don't really need t'eat. Just sun and water would do me fine," he explained, stuffing his hands back in his pockets.