[ The elevator arrives and the door slides open. With one final leery look at the guy, Jesse pushes the cart into the elevator, presses the button to his floor and turns to face him. Fucking creepy asshole, thinks Jesse, watching Ronan as the door slides shut.
True to his word, though, Jesse is back in the elevator about fifteen, maybe twenty minutes later. When the door slides open on the floor where he left Ronan, Jesse steps out clutching a bottle of something that wouldn't be found anywhere on Earth. Something that looks like whiskey but with an entirely alien label - literally.
As the door slides shut behind him, he holds the bottle out to him. ]
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True to his word, though, Jesse is back in the elevator about fifteen, maybe twenty minutes later. When the door slides open on the floor where he left Ronan, Jesse steps out clutching a bottle of something that wouldn't be found anywhere on Earth. Something that looks like whiskey but with an entirely alien label - literally.
As the door slides shut behind him, he holds the bottle out to him. ]
Two packs of smokes.
[ Just to reiterate their deal. ]