Nikoh was shook from his thought by the voice next to him, looking up he saw another slig, a different visor model to his own. 'Odd damnit, this guy better not be cartel, I just got comfortable.' He looked the Slig up and down, noticing his unusual tobacco pipe, before giving a chuckle and blowing out smoke.
"Same as you I suppose, the great entertainment, and fine tobacco."
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