Daniels walked over to the butler quickly remembering his name, it was Hans. When he looked at the wooden box he seemed intrigued. Of course, he couldn't read any of the stuff that was written on the box, but still, it looked amazing.
Daniels :Thank you, "Hans".
He took a cigar from the box, closed his eyes and smelled it.
Daniels :Yes, you were right Hans, this is great. You might wanna ask your Boss if you're allowed one as well, because man, this is the good stuff right here.
He took out his golden cutter and placed a well spotted Guillotine Cut. Slowly lighting it with a few matches he drew on it. Whilst exhaling in circles he asked...
Daniels :Astonishing, do you have any Whiskey here Hans?