Biting off his tape and pushing the stray end down, Smoke opcens up his bag once agin and pulls out tonights pair of tights, coloured purple and white for the sake of the Lethal Lottery. Realising he'll have to exit to get a little 'private time' in order to change, Smoke places them on his lap, not quite ready to leave yet.

A laptop is not exactly what I thought someone take into a changing room.

He said that while looking at Mystica, obviously referring to him.