He stares at Smokey with an raised eyebrow before shaking his head as Smokey holds up a bag of weed, causing him to lick his lips before turning his gazes down the street as he looks around before glancing back inside.

“I told yo ass that she wasn’t coming.” Smokey grinned, knowing exactly who was looking for.

“Shut yo ass up, she said she’s on the way so she’s on the way.” Craig said flatly, mugging at Smokey. “Look there go her car right there.”

“Man…”