whyisnagitoundermybed Gaunt
"Well I've made my way 'ere cus I was looking for your survices of course."
He leans up against the wall, and takes a deep, deep inhale of the cigarette, burning its way to a nub.
"What about our audience over there? Say, Sayla, right?. You got some balls for a lady, but aren't you a little outta your league?"
He says, as he grabs the burnt out tip of the cigarette and flicts it over at Sayla, harmlessly falling short of her a few centimeters away, and rolling up to her shoes with the cinders still lightly flickering.
"Ain't much of a place for a businesswoman if I say so myself, don't you got papers to stack or sumthin'?"