Even though Edgeworth might not have been able to see it, Benny smiled at him after Luciano's comment, briefly. Did he enjoy what he did? Damn right he did. And he was disappointed enough to have his proposal rejected that he dropped the pipe, letting it clatter against the asphalt.

"Come on, Charlie!" he complained, again. He'd begun pacing around Edgeworth, at a respectful distance due to Luciano's presence and disposition, but still restless, angry, as if he was looking for an opening through which to best reach Edgeworth without interfering with Luciano. It was instinctive, but he was half aware of what he was doing. "We let him go, he's gonna talk. I say whack him now, ain't like they can prove it was us."