The man with the pipe smiled, broadly. "I couldn't agree more."
What would life give him? Hmm. This was an amusing turn of phrase.
He arched a brow, lifting the pipe to his mouth and taking a soft puff from it.
His eyes scanned the area of the tent, considering. One thing was not quite right, another outright wrong...
Ah.
With a soft, almost ghost of a smile, the man took a key from his pocket and opened a cabinet behind him. He withdrew a small bottle with a red tint to its glass and set it on the table.