[Roy stares as Ivan thinks it over, getting increasingly more annoyed the longer he took the get back to him.]

What? [He appears dubious.] Just what the fuck kinda favors are ya thinkin' about that ya need to ask me that? Just...[Hand wave.] whatever, anythin'.

[Roy's used to doing crazy favors for random strangers. Like getting caps from a druggie with a gun, or helping people take out Super Mutants. That kind of thing.]