The aroma of tobacco mingled with the faint sweetness of candy, while the cheap shampoo lingering in his untied hair spoke of a typical middle-aged bachelor. Gallagher exuded an air much like his signature Sweet Dream Special—deceptively sweet.

Yet, much like that elusive Sweet Dream, even he would inevitably awaken one day.

"Mind sparing one of those?" Gallagher inquired, his gaze settling on the cigarette between your fingers.