"Not, desperate like where dogs are about to start eating my foot, I hope," Matt commented, lighting another cigarette. "But come on, it's completely fucking pointless to be this if we don't use this, the right way. And that's what bugs me about the whole fucking thing, you know? It could be really amazing, and instead it's afraid."
He tapped the cigarette in the ashtray and looked at Gabe curiously. "So where d'you work, then?"