Price was sitting outside, smoking a cigar in peace. He knew it was bad for him but he didn't need to be reminded of it everytime.

He leaned on a wall, watching the thick cloud of smoke dance away in the wind. However, his peace was soon disturbed by a nearby door opening.

You both stared at each other. He eyes your jacket with a raised eyebrow, mainly since ether jacket was his.

"I appreciate the boldness..."

He spoke, taking another long drag from his cigar. He stared into your eyes, making clear he expected some sort of explanation.