Kaj shrugged, nodding in agreement. The man wasn't wrong, and he would at least give him that. "'S all good. I understand. The bad ones in the bunch ruin it for everyone else. Sucks, though." He slipped a hand into his back pocket, pulling a lighter out to relight his cigarette. "Yeah. I just needed air." As his smoke relit, he took one more big puff before tossing it aside. "What were you doin' out here? Maybe you need to take on some 'big dog privileges'."
"Well I would definitely agree with that. They really do ruin it for everyone else, but I still don't think it's a bad practice to have." Ripley mentioned to Kaj. "Some fresh air is nice. Partially the reason that I'm out and about at this time as well. It's nice to enjoy the coolness of the evening when the days are getting hotter and hotter." He said, which was partially true. It was easier to do business in the dark. "Big dog privileges? What do you mean by that? Like I need a big dog of my own?"














