"I suppose." he said, though he wasn't a big fan of talking or listening to his colleagues for long. There really wasn't much for him to talk about that revolved around mafia talk. He was the one staring off into the distance now, there was no life outside the mafia, not that there would be. He stubbed out his cig as he tried to break that habit for the sake of his son and he huffed, his phone was buzzing in his pockets once more. He knew who it was but he didn't feel like answering it.