"Japanese." He was accustomed to hearing people whisper that their smokes were Cubans, the good stuff, smuggled in one way or another. "Interesting blend. What's your brother doing over in Japan?" He recalled that both Felix's brother and parents were scientists, but he had let the minute details of that slip out of his mind.
"My book is very good. I'll let you read it when I'm done. It's another social commentary like Vonnegut's work. He even inserts himself into the fiction a little bit."