Who: Smecker, Connor, Murphy, Misa uuuh maybe Mello and Matt and uuuh anyone else?
When: After Connor turns up, waiting for Murphy and anyone else?
Where: Smecker's lovely little One Stop Shop
What: A meeting
Warnings: Uuuh general swearing and confusion?
Smecker is sitting on the step that leads into his shitty little store, smoking a shitty little cigarette and choosing not to drink what apparently passes for a Latte in this place. The store itself has been fairly quiet apart from Connor, still flicking through the papers and magazines with incredulous curiosity. Maybe he should charge him. If he was going to dream himself a new life after all it should at least have a decent friggin’ supply of money and fag-free accommodation.
“Care to grace me with your expert opinion?” He asks quietly, scanning the street then standing and making his way back into the place.
[ooc:That work?]