The paint was hard to look at. I never liked vibrant... things. I forgot how hard it was to breathe without my mask... beginning to rethink this whole thing... hope the bartender has some... heh.
Fro Errant entered, immediately seating himself near the bartender.
"Hey pal, you got any cardi sticks?" He asked. The bartender said nothing. A few moments later he passed a smoke to Fro.
"You're a life saver." Fro said before lighting the stick.
Now that's more like it. An interesting bunch of people this is eh? Good music... might as well stick around.
