Clyde rolled the joint and got up walking over to the bags. He knelt down and sifted through the stuff inside, after awhile he pulled out a small box. He handed the joint he was holding to Chantelle, "Hold that for me please." He sat on the floor and opened the small box, making sure Chantelle couldn't see inside. He pulled out a small object and placed it in his pocket. Clyde then closed the box and put it back in the bag. He turned to her and took the rolled up joint back lighting it with the zippo in his back pocket.