He picked up his gun, and once more placed it in his back. He averted his eyes back to the woman, and smiled for a second before he smoked his cancer stick, then he offered it to her with a question.

"I'm immortal. I kill the living and the dead as my means of living. Not for money or anything, it's what I like to do. Now, a lot has happened today. At least some. Now, I'm not hiding nothing from you. But... we could become partners, and I think you agree that we should stay honest, and respectful. I was drunk earlier, I don't recall doing bad, but who knows.  And, I haven't experienced any bad come to me, but a head slam... so, I want to know, since we are respectful, otherworldly people, I want to know something I can call you. Your name?"