ace could sell you snake oil, pickpocket your credit card, and sell an extra palm reading while he's at it and you'd come out of it happy and he'd be sexy the whole time. dwight would try selling snake oil and somehow undersell it.

ace visconti could sell lip bite selfies for $40 and actually make decent money off of it

david telling stories about getting the shit kicked out of him until ace idly mentions how he made more bank getting beat up by a female mma fighter than david ever did in any of his underground fights, and david very loudly starts cracking each of his knuckles

jake: one time my dad got scammed by some phishing email and we spent a whole month changing all our info
ace: wait. was it from "Visdio?"
jake: ...yes.
ace: that was me! i scammed your dad! ...sorry-
jake: no, thank you. what'd you spend the money on
ace: hookers mostly
jake:

ace got into the fledgling world of esports betting for a while and never tells anyone that he made a good amount of cash betting against feng min when her performance started worsening

felix: have we met?
ace: yeah, actually! was waiting for you to ask. i won like 500k off you in amsterdam, remember? the blackjack high limit tables at holland casino?
felix: ....yes, i remember. you called me felix poor-ter.
ace: (sweating) that was the whiskey talking