Neal wasn't going to argue with her version of events. He knew that once a lie had been told you had to keep it going or that's where everything fell apart. He'd just play the helpless guy angle, it was mostly true with that damned arm break anyways, and hope that they could pull off getting away if things went south.

"Certainly managed to get a very nice wife... for not trying and being... a cripple." Neal yawned a little. "Where were we going to honey moon?"

It was routine, to make sure all the details of the con would be perfectly planned. Any number of questions could be asked casually and Neal wanted to make sure that he and Vala were in 100% agreement on the facts. He tried to make the question sound like a joke, rather than an information dig and hoped that her already taking him for what he'd said he was and knowing he wasn't "himself" at the moment were enough to keep her from wondering too much.