"I don't fucking care what he's saying", Nix answers. "It only matters what his boss would be saying... and he ain't here, or it wouldn't matter either!"<br/>The man hands his cigar to the girl. The Emmerson knife flashes, and the tip is cut out, than the knife disappears again.<br/>"No", Nix-junior continues as he's lightning it up. "Your looks are part of it, or might be - but I want you as a shooter. You see, I can always use a good one. And I've got a free position now!"<br/>The last part is accompanied with a wave to the body of the floor.