Ciaran frowned and turned towards the voice. Even though he wasn't shouting the right names, the stoner over in the corner seemed to be shouting at him.

Great stuff.

That dealer rumour was going to be back with a vengeance now.

Although he stopped walking, Ciaran didn't head over there. He was still on his way out, whether this guy wanted to call him every name that wasn't his or not.

He raised a brow at the stoner, waiting to see what he was after.