<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000"><i>"Ha.."</i> <b>Viktor relplied with a grin as he leaned forward on the bar once again, as the smell of smoke stung his sense of smell he reached for her cigar and casually stubbed it out in the ashtray she was useing. He pushed down hard onto the cigar causing its sides to split and its insides spred out into a suashed mess of unsmoked tabacco.</b> <i>"I hate the <u>taste</u> of that shit.."</i> <b>He explained with a playfull grin before pushing the ashtray to one side and slideing the bottle of Jager between them and dropping a second straw into the bottle.</b> <i>"Now how about you wash that filth from that cute little mouth of yours.."</i> <b>He added before he began to suck on one of the straw happily like a child feeding of its mothers breast.</b></span>