A fleeting kind of a grin on his face for a moment. "Yeah? You knew Cass?"

But that's beside the point. He sighs a little frustrated, his hand rubbing over his head as he glances away for a moment. "Tobacco'd be nice 'n all, yeah, but I don't got no tobacco seeds. Hell, ain't like there wouldn't be a big market for it'n all. Shit, we got smokers up the wazoo here."

The gangsters, though, yeah. "Like Meyer?" He sniffs and nods, scratches a thumb up against the side of his nose. Yeah, he and Meyer were already working something out. Teaching him to cook crystal and all, it was a good thing, but he didn't know how much was gonna come out of any of this. "It'd be a while before we could do anythin' with it. Plants've gotta grow first."