Value Judgement

100-word story

When the muggers grabbed me, I stayed cool. I’d boxed some, but there were two of them and I’d had a few beers. 
Not good odds. 
I handed the shorter one the few pesos I was carrying.
He frowned. “Not much here.”
“That’s all I’ve got.” 
The taller one pointed. “What’s in your other pocket?”
“My notebook.”
“What’s in it?”
“Notes, story ideas.”
“You a reporter? Th…