[He squints at Boone very suspiciously under his sunglasses. Argh. This is not the first time one of his half-baked, ill-thought out plans have backfired on him.]

Suits you. Yeah. Y'know, just in case you forget your name or somethin'. [Tommy gestures with his hands, twirling them around.] Just flip it round and check. "Nice to meet you, what's your name?" "Hold on, I need to look. Oh, it's Bone." Like one does.