"Great." Steve tossed his hands out, glad to finally seeing something work and Danny's mouth doing some good on this case, right there, too. As the man started opening up, and Danny, himself, filled in that he hadn't just meant Chin's family name earlier in the car. "Get us an intro."

"Forget it." It was flat and fast, but there was nothing in Chin's face that mad Steve think it was easy or decided. Reluctance and inability, sidelined longing, and something a little too desperately wary. "He's a former confidential informant. He trusts no one." Chin shifted, only a little, looking at both of them. "Especially haole's."

"You talk to him," Steve threw it out, letting the always half expected, side-ways blanket, bigotry fly right over his head, like what it was. Nothing. Nothing that could ever touch him. His focused directly on the next route that it could be, if it couldn't be there, or them. Especially if he had the name, and it wasn't up for discussion their getting it, but someone had to.

"I'm busy," Chin snapped back too fast.