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Michael I can't wear a cowboy hat, it'll devastate you when it looks great on me.

[ he climbs into the passenger seat next to michael's side, immediately slouches in his seat--though he stops short of putting his feet up on the dash, respectfully.

despite the affirmative response nick doesn't actually expect michael to take one, really, but he fishes a slightly crumpled packet of cigarettes out of his pocket anyway, holding them out to the other man with a slight curious tilt to his head. ]

Want one?

[angrycowboy]

You kidding? I'd buy you one for Christmas.

[ He does miss the casual, desert aesthetic of New Mexico. Back home he never stood out for dressing like this. Here, he looks kind of wrong, but he sticks to it anyway because looking like he belongs in a modern city would take too much work.

As for that cigarette, though, he barely hesitates, and leans over to snag one. ]

Yes.

[ A beat. ]

Are they gonna get me high?