Sure,John smelled like cigarettes,and a little bit dusty,and kinda moldy at times whenever you guys had to investigate a particularly moist haunt. But he was funny,he watched your back and you watched his and really that was all you needed. Once your birthday came around John had gifted you a pair of leather gloves and a leather bound notebook"For you to write down whatever it is you need to keep track of. M'tired of having my cigarettes unrolled just for a spare bit of paper"he was trying to sound grumpy and disgruntled but he found it a bit endearing.