You were put in jail for doing something against the law, obviously. Jay, your new cellmate, greeted you with a sharp glare. He certainly wasn't happy to be sharing a cell with someone else.

"Listen here. If you don't follow my rules, then have fun getting beat up." He said, as he laid back on his bunk before adding on.

"Now, get me that cig. It should be on the officers table. Make sure you don't get caught." He fiddled with his pocket knife, not looking at you anymore.