"Work and all work makes Rodeo a dull boy." Says Tesla, who brightens the moment by taking out a pack of Lucky's he's traded for. They're mostly all there and not too stale either.
"Welcome back from Shitville. Now, stick one of these between your lips and shut the fuck up." but the smile that accompanies it is all grin. He pats Rodeo on the shoulder, giving a welcoming squeeze as he hands his gift over. They weren't easy to get.