That was always a bad sign. 'Perfect timing' always meant he was about to walk into something awkward. Last time she was doing leg squats for no-<br/><br/>He opened the door and walked inside, closing it behind him. He looked over at the leaning ghoul-man-machine, he hadn't changed his attire at all since arriving here. Not that Simon could fault him on something like that, he was much the same.<br/><br/>"You got a cigarette? I think I'm going to need one before this conversation is over and I might as well get it out of the way now."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>