[ Logan catches the lighter, rolls the tip of the cigar in the flame, and tosses the zippo back with a mild Thanks. From the heavy tobacco drifting into the air, it's obvious these are no Cuban cigars, just the cheap shit that costs less than three bucks.
He's not polite enough to move away. He is polite enough not to blow the smoke in the stranger's direction. That's about the limit of it. He goes back to not bothering the man. Maybe one day, he'll learn the guy's name.
Ten minutes later, another car pulls up, exhaust pipe puffing black smoke out the ass. A third regular. She looks at the sign, mutters Not this again, and immediately takes off. Not 'til the fourth car rolls in does he finally glimpse a face he hasn't before. Two, actually, coming out on either side of an old pickup with a pair of filthy neon-green dice dangling from the rearview mirror and one of those glow-in-the-dark plastic skeletons.
Doesn't look like they're here for waffles.
The last thing he wants is to get dragged into somebody else's bullshit. He can't care enough to actually walk away, thoughā€”and there's always gonna be a part of him that doesn't like turning tail at the drop of a hat, anyhow. Logan ends up not moving one way or the other. His gaze flicks to his silent loitering buddy to see what page he's on. ]
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He's not polite enough to move away. He is polite enough not to blow the smoke in the stranger's direction. That's about the limit of it. He goes back to not bothering the man. Maybe one day, he'll learn the guy's name.
Ten minutes later, another car pulls up, exhaust pipe puffing black smoke out the ass. A third regular. She looks at the sign, mutters Not this again, and immediately takes off. Not 'til the fourth car rolls in does he finally glimpse a face he hasn't before. Two, actually, coming out on either side of an old pickup with a pair of filthy neon-green dice dangling from the rearview mirror and one of those glow-in-the-dark plastic skeletons.
Doesn't look like they're here for waffles.
The last thing he wants is to get dragged into somebody else's bullshit. He can't care enough to actually walk away, thoughā€”and there's always gonna be a part of him that doesn't like turning tail at the drop of a hat, anyhow. Logan ends up not moving one way or the other. His gaze flicks to his silent loitering buddy to see what page he's on. ]