Intros

*looks at mole* n..no you arent....

-raises a brow- Clearly. -lights a cigarette, taking in a long drag and blowing it out with a content smirk-

*looks at Craig, a smile ghosting on my lips*

-puts the cancer stick to my lips with a smile. I wink at Tweek- see something like Tweekers?

*bites my lip and nods, blinking slowly* i.. i see a lot.. i i like

*ignores them, continuing his knife cleaning*

*looks over at mole* t..those a..are pretty shiney

*grins* Oui, ze cleaner you keep zem, ze better zey are.

i... im sure th...they are v..very sharp... i.. better stay away.. *smiles a little* i.. im so clumsy

*half smiles* I could teach you 'ow to use zem, weeth a practice one of course. So you can protect yourself.