Micky took a small drag of the cigarette and blew the smoke out to the side, before speaking. "Yeah, I've been here my whole life. I know this place like the back of my hand, and I know we're every camera is and isn't. Which helps in some cases." He laughed as he pulled his hand back towards him self, before he took the cigarette from his lips and held it out towards her, it seemed that Micky was asking if she wanted a drag. If Amber knee Micky, she would know that he often didn't share his things will. Even a cigarette, which are a bit hard to come by as he was seventeen and not old enough to buy them for him self.<br/><br/>"So what brings you here?" He asked, still trying to figure out what was different about her, yet still there was nothing.