Rolling up his smoke as if it were a sacred ceremony ( because it is )  Josey brings it slowly up to his lips and produces a zippo lighter with the big red one symbol in it.  Puzzled at what it meant he shrugged his shoulders and whispered to himself. -Fuck it.  - Lighting his smoke and inhaling deep.<br/><br/>He noticed the new dude acting kinda wild (<a class="username" data-user-id="6139" data-username="@boulder_guppy" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6139/">@boulder_guppy</a>). The guy was air guitaring and almost to the point of being disruptive.  O well its a bar. I guess people can do whatever the hell they want in here. He thought.<br/><br/>Josey chuckled to himself and thought it was great entertainment.  Almost as good as when that girl snorted like a pig a while back (<a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>). Josey gave a wave to the new fellow.<br/><br/>Damn i gotta piss - I wonder where the little boys room is ??. Looking around he saw the sign and got up staggering a little and started walking  carefully across the floor.