''Jay, fuck you'' He simply said, grabbing a pack of cigs from his back pocket. David did not smoke alot, perhaps one cigarette a week, and it was only if he needed to calm a bit. He humurously lit the cigar with the spark of the tazer, and then put the think in his mouth. ''I'm a fucking hacker, not a psychic, if Steph didn't tell me then I woudn't even knew you were in trouble, and I don't fucking care, cause I have no intention of making up anything to her, so please don't mistake me on that'' He said to him, frowning, taking a small puff of the cigarette, his nerves instantly calmed down. He flicked the tazer of again, but did keep the gadget hidden behind his wrist.<br/><br/>''I hack computers and break into systems, I'm not fucking clairvoyant, so don't think I am, alright? Good we have that thing settled....where are those fuckers anyway?'' he said.