Sure, pal. Yous is so fucking charming I'm sure they give you that shit for free.

[Charlie's in their kitchen currently, which makes it all too easy to lean back in his chair and prop his feet up on the table. Especially since Meyer isn't here to tell him off for it.]

Someone did have any dope here, I figures they'd wanna trade something good for its. Seeing as we gots a real fucking limited supplies of everythings.