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John
smirked around the cigarette, because he had few things to his brand other than
that: cigarettes, trenchcoat, and being a right smartass.

“But
annoying you’s half the fun, mate”, he said lightly. “‘sides, you’re not all
that likely to volunteer information just because you’re swayed by my handsome face, are you?”

_{“i’m not swayed that easily. least of all from a face.” not like it mattered too much. he had changed his attitude on people just by their face, but not this time around. no, someone’s face wasn’t who they were — not entirely at least.} 

_{“now, if you tried with a drink or two? maybe we could get talking.” or, he would just take the drink and give nothing in return. it just depended entirely on his mood.}