"Right, you can rub it better," replied Leon, rolling his eyes.
"What happened? Did you set the kitchen on fire? We don't need clumsy pilots, girl."
He leaned back on his seat, retrieving a pair of cheap cigarettes from a carton on the table. He lit one and put it to his mouth, then looked at the other before putting it back in the carton. He obviously wasn't in the mood to share.