The Joker produced a pack of Lucky Strikes, shook one up and popped it in his mouth, then popped another one up and offered it to the teal-haired boy with a secretive smile. A little safer than a derringer, but he was still doing his part to contribute to the general delinquency of Nesreca.
"You can take the mask off now," he said, either retracting a refused cigarette or putting the pack, one smoke lighter, back in his pocket. "I don't think he's home anymore."
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The Joker produced a pack of Lucky Strikes, shook one up and popped it in his mouth, then popped another one up and offered it to the teal-haired boy with a secretive smile. A little safer than a derringer, but he was still doing his part to contribute to the general delinquency of Nesreca.
"You can take the mask off now," he said, either retracting a refused cigarette or putting the pack, one smoke lighter, back in his pocket. "I don't think he's home anymore."