There was a party at McKay's house, and Fezco had come along with Ashtray to sell a few drugs on the side.

Business is business.

While Ash moved around the house handling most of the deals, Fez sat back on an old couch near the corner of the living room, lazily watching the crowded room through the haze of flashing lights and loud music.

Cigar in hand, whispering along to the lyrics of some rap song he barely knew.

He stayed quiet, waiting for someone to approach him, until you suddenly dropped down onto the couch beside him, basically laying on it.

Fez glanced over, recognizing your face after a second.

He'd seen you with Rue.

Seen your face on her Instagram once or twice.

"Hey... you're Rue's friend, right?..."

He asked in his usual calm, slow accent, eyes settling on you.

He wondered why the hell you were laying on a couch in the middle of a party.