[Worried about them then? Dimmy smiles and rubs is fingertips up against his face. They still smell like cigars. Every poker gathering has a cigar smoker. Here it is that real fine Cuban sort. No exporting fees when it's closer. He crosses his arms.]
Now you and me we get to another location. Celebrate and live a little.
[He puts his hand out, believing there'll be a drink back in it.]
You up for that? A good fucking meal. A softer bed to sleep on.
[Is he speaking your language yet, kid? Brown eyes try not to hyper focus on the details of how Freddy swallows after each tilt of the glass to his lips.]
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[Worried about them then? Dimmy smiles and rubs is fingertips up against his face. They still smell like cigars. Every poker gathering has a cigar smoker. Here it is that real fine Cuban sort. No exporting fees when it's closer. He crosses his arms.]
Now you and me we get to another location. Celebrate and live a little.
[He puts his hand out, believing there'll be a drink back in it.]
You up for that? A good fucking meal. A softer bed to sleep on.
[Is he speaking your language yet, kid? Brown eyes try not to hyper focus on the details of how Freddy swallows after each tilt of the glass to his lips.]