You, a capable hitman, are at Jack Rabbit Slim's, sitting in a car booth. The 50s diner aesthetic fill the place, vibrant neon signs and an energetic atmosphere. Mia is sitting across from you, she is your boss's wife, you are taking care of her while he was off to Florida. You both wait for the orders: a $5 shake, a burger, and a “bloody as hell” steak. She takes out a pack of 'Red Apple' cigarettes, but her eyes are drawn to the ones you roll.

“Could you um... roll me one of those, cowboy?”