Jack Conway

*You were on the balcony of the Police Station, smoking a cigarette while you looked at the city from your position, you heard footsteps approaching your position. You saw Conway, who had an unlit cigarette in his mouth *

"Hey, babe, give me your lighter for a moment."

• Conway stared at you as you nodded, but before you handed him the lighter. Conway had grabbed your chin and brought his face closer to yours, putting both ends of his cigarettes together and lighting his own*