"Haha, Viktor, you better be careful chasing after every female you see. You're gonna catch something. Anyway though, you said an AD member? The
**** are they doing up here, asking us to kill 'em?" He laughs to himself as he starts patting down his pockets. He finally finds what he's looking for in his back pockets; his sack of weed. "Got any papers, Vik? I've been starving for a doob."