regan frost. (contemnere) wrote in ofourowndevice, |
Of course Regan had heard it, even if it was only on a television or through a radio, but that didn't make it any less ridiculous and he allowed his facial expression to show as much. How anyone with that accent could understand themselves was beyond him, never mind being understood by anyone else who didn't share the same origins. That was easy enough for someone like Regan to say though, he'd been born and raised in California and it didn't really get any more generic than that when it came to American accents, he supposed.
After a moment of debate Regan saw no reason not to toss the lighter so that was exactly what he did, throwing it underhanded to his side where the other man was sitting. "When did you check in, anyway?" he asked after doing so, before taking another drag on his own cigarette, going right back to watching the rain pouring down beyond the overhang they had both decided to take shelter beneath. "Not that long, I'm guessing," he said. Did this guy know he couldn't leave yet? That was always fun, finding out just whether or not the other poor bastard in the conversation had realised one way or another.