Reggie laughed. "Take it that you're a Rocky fan then, ain't you?" Not that that was a bad thing. Not at all.
"Well, I've been in prison for three. Maybe what little skills that I had have atrophied to the point of where I an only make poison," he joked. "Besides, there's a woman named Carmel here that I believe once had a bakery or something like that. I'm sure she can cook circles around my ass." It was sad that he really couldn't think of anything that he was good at, was it?