Whelp, I'm not. Seriously though, not a lot of people know what that bump key looks like. Like. Five people total and other than me and like- the rookie, they're all dead.

[ A beat and he shrugs, scratching at his stubble. ]

I mean if you ARE wash um. Damn you look good kid? Legs for days. But it was me and him and D and North and C- [ He stutters, sighs, and shakes his head. ] Someone else. Look you can keep gaping or you can tell me who you met up with and why they were talking about me, I mean of course they were talking about me, I'm fucking awesome.

[ Rambling, he's rambling as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes from under the vest, patting around for a box of matches. ]