He might be holding the bag, but his focus was on her, and the way her face changed when she was met with the object of her hunger. She'd been a regular, so most times she came here she was evenly supplied, but the latest incident had seen her starved. He couldn't deny her when she paid well, but he always wondered what his buyers looked like if they went without for a while. Jule was crumbling. Jule was beautiful. Sydney had taken the last portion he sent with them, which meant Juliette was at least two weeks out.<br/><br/>The silver stars coming off her keys when she bartered with them lit up his dark eyes. He dealt in corruption on most days, and this was a stunning display of his wares taking root. The best thing about Jule had always been her morals and principals, how she'd safeguarded her dear Sydney. Those metal trinkets might as well have been handing the spunky girl herself over to him. He stole the keys quickly and looked them over, as though their appearance would determine their value. She'd completely abandoned her partner. This was exactly why he kept from sampling his own recipes.<br/><br/>"Such a good girl you are." He let her go and put the keys in his pocket. He didn't usually let the junkies have their sugar before he got what he wanted, but she'd given him half the payment already, and had made a habit out of humoring Jule in the past. It was also going to be fun seeing Syd's face when her beloved user came home all lit up. He opened the bag and took out a folded paper square. "I'm too good to you, Jule. I guess I have a soft spot for you." he mused, dipping his finger between his lips and then coated it with the powder from the small envelope. It must be torture to see his meticulous preparations of something she just wanted in her blood as fast as possible.<br/><br/>Once the bag was tucked away with the keys, he held the digit with her treasure up to her mouth. He squeezed her harder to him and waited for her to open up, so he could start rubbing it over her gums. He liked intimate application of her medicine. It was a good batch, so she'd be reeling. He'd of course expect her to suck the finger clean afterward. "There." he said in her ear. "Now let's go."<br/><br/>She was fun in the car, but he hope she at least was present enough to show him where she lived. He held on to her, and even carried her part of the way up to her door. He knocked, just like he taught Jule to, and set her down. "Smile for your girlfriend." he instructed the raving girl, and would bring her along inside by her hand when Sydney opened. "Heya. Look what I found. She said she wanted to show me where she lived." he said and looked around.