Snart eyed the walking stick warily, and how the man didn't seem to locate him unless he was speaking. His gaze dropped to the hand, but he made no move to take it.

"Attorney?" Okay, so maybe the guy did have the right room, but seriously, he didn't need a lawyer. He wouldn't be sticking around long enough for a trail, anyway.

"Leonard Snart, criminal." He introduced himself in the same fashion, but his words were laced with sarcasm. "What's a fancy lawyer like you doing in my private hospital room? Pretty sure the evidence all plainly says 'attempted armed robbery'."