The man's last statement drug a snort out of Dieter as he took a small vial out of a pants pocket and unscrewed it. Taking a practiced snort from the contents, Dieter pressed his thumb over the open top of the vial as he wiped some powder off of his nose, rubbing the remains along his gums with an index finger before replacing the top of the vial and pocketing it.
"You, you're funny.. Don't let Kenny hear you talking that way, they can do all they want to me, clock regardless." Dieter gave the man a tired though wry smirk.