[All right, this was just adorable. Which was a very strange way to think of his debauchery-loving friend, but accurate all the same.]

Ha! You're going to make me blush. Glad you like it. I take it you won't mind having it around.

[He reaches into his jacket and takes out a cigarette. Ah--between it, the cross guns and their combined liquor stash, he had most of what he needed.]

It was mine, I'm pretty sure--before the sphere. I remembered something wrapped up a lot like this was, and how many of these things do you normally see?