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[gonnabite]

[some guy is standing outside leaning on the hood of a car like a cool motherfucker. seriously, that is one cool motherfucker. he may be the coolest motherfucker you've ever seen.

he's also the only person around, so that's a little weird. he starts fishing through his pocket for cigarettes. what do?]

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[dukefuckinwayne]

[WHOA, YOU ARE COOL. A really cool motherfucker and Rocco here is impressed just don't cut off his ear or anything. And uh, right. cigarettes. Rocco's got that covered. He's holding out his own pack, offering.]

Looking for one of these?

[gonnabite]

[No promises. Mr. Blonde looks up from under his dark sunglasses and flashes a small, brief smile. He holds up the pack he was digging for, still looking at Rocco.]

No thanks. Got 'em.

[He slips a stick out and pockets the rest. Holding it in between his fingers now, and looks back at Rocco one more time.]

Got a light?

[Logic dictated he probably shouldn't be coercing with a guy who may or may not discover that there's another guy who happens to be stuffed in the trunk of his car. Then again, this is Vic Vega. If he ever gave two shits of a fuck, it'd be about something else. He'd say scared said dude into quiet anyway, for now.

Besides, if any trouble happened to happen? Rocco could go in the trunk right along with him.]

[dukefuckinwayne]

[But it's going to clash with his missing pinkie finger...):.]

oh, yeah, totally. [Reaching for his lighter and passes it over. He was kind of oblivious to the guy who happened to be in the trunk, but hey. He uh, he's driven hitmen around before and those guys had put people in his trunk, so...

... But he doesn't want to go in the trunk, man.]

You, uh, waiting on somebody or something?

SCREW MY HTML HABITS

[gonnabite]

[You ever listen to K-Billy's "Super Sounds of the Seventies" weekend? Vic took it with a short nod of thanks and lit himself up, then tossed it back to Rocco.]

Thanks.

[He pauses to take a drag. Ahh, you always needed a good cigarette after stuffing a guy into the trunk of your car.]

More like takin' in the scenery. [It's fun to piss them off waiting for you, sometimes. If it wasn't important, that is. He smirks] 'Cause I'm such a sensitive fuckin' guy, ya know.

/SPAMMING

[candyasss]

You waiting on somebody?

[Hey, he's supposed to be the only cool motherfucker around here...]

[gonnabite]

[Wow, where the fuck were all these people coming from? Not that Mr. Blonde was very phased by it. Then again, nothing phased him. Ever. That's because he's the coolest motherfucker around.

He glanced at Nick while he got out that cigarette.]

Somethin' like that. What, are you?

[candyasss]

Maybe. You could say that. [He shrugs. This guy looked more like his type of person than anyone else he's ran into in awhile.

Totally not going to start shit with him.]

[gonnabite]

[Good idea. Blonde gets out that cigarette and flicks himself a light (because in this happenstance of a conversation he now has a lighter), and after that first smoke and a pause, he offers a second cigarette to the guy next to him.]

You on some kinda fuckin' mission?

[You can go in the trunk of the car to, you know. He can be a real fucking psycho.]