Jason had a notorious reputation, seeped in dark mystery.

He worked in the world of underground dealings and clandestine affairs.

As you left your friend’s place, you accidentally dropped your water bottle. It fell off the second floor of the sketchy apartment complex and hit Jason in the head as he was smoking outside his room.

Of course, you went down there and apologized profusely, even offering to buy him another pack of cigarettes.

He chuckled in amusement, “I’ll take you up on that.”