Vincent slouched after kicking the stone until he heard a woman's voice which caused the seventeen year old to stand up straight and at attention.

[quote]“Hey- You want one?”[/quote]

He turned around until he saw a pretty tattooed woman holding out a pack of cigarettes in his direction. He grinned and nervously scratched the back of his head. He enjoyed taking every opportunity to get attention from attractive women and girls. He glanced over towards Randy whom made no movement towards them keeping his "safe distance" away from Vincent. It's not like he actually smoked the things, they just felt nice to his lips. He explained to Father multiple times that it helped him focus, but Father wouldn't have any of it and would confiscate them anyways. Vincent understood that he had a lot of energy and without the cigarettes to center him he'd be causing more trouble than he knew he should.

Vincent nodded quickly and pulled one from the pack. "Yeah." He smiled as he put it between his lips and didn't light it. Now everything came into focus. He could see the business-like man hurrying to a meeting he was probably late to. A nosy reporter snapped photos nearby. The tour group he had broken away from continued onward without a care in the world. That sunrise he hadn't cared about or even noticed finally came into perspective for him. The workers operated like clockwork as the robots monitored the area for discrepancies.

Vincent finally focused on the woman in front of him with a relaxed smile. "That's much better." He pulled the cigarette from his lips and extended his free hand for a shake. "Name's Vincent." The slight nerves he felt vanished now that he had his cigarette and all that he had now was confidence. Now things were looking good today.