Vincent was returning to the table as the guards were figuring out a way to approach the smelly guy.
Who can blame the poor bastards?He said as he placed the drinks on the table.
And here's a Bloody Mary just like you asked, lady.He said, slightly smiling at Titanium. Then he turned towards Martin.
You're surrounded by Reavers about now, does that make you a bit uncomfortable? The drinks should help, but why don't you tell us about yourself a bit? And just to make it clear, I couldn't give a flying damn your rough childhood, your abusive parents and violent cat or any of that crap. I'm mostly interested in your plans for the future.He paused, turned towards Titanium and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. Especially if they are going to include us.
