"In this line of work theres a lot of desperate times. Relying on something like cigarettes to calm your nerves is going to have you end up as a chain smoker." Scott said displaying his clear disgust for cigarettes. Scott adjusted his coat and began walking away at the mention of having somewhere else to talk "I have a place." As he began to walk, he expected Ted to follow him to his car which was parked not to far away with the driver from the other night sitting in the driver's seat with a discoluration on his cheek from where he got hit the other night. Mr.Nexton opened up the back seat's door and sat down as he waited for Ted to get in the other side.