You hear a slightly broken voice in your ear Cigarette? He moves his cigarette tin infront of you, leaning his head forward and over your shoulder to get a better look at your face. Ah. You're Kelso's Grandchild... I imagined a skinny teenager with a freckled face, neat hair and a Broken fashion sense.. the sound of a 'mm' comes out of his mouth as a sort of 'oh well' kind of manner seems i was only half right. His hazel eyes bore into yours for a minute, his face almost dead expressed.