"What do you mean, you don't have any? C'mon, Billy, this is me! Don't hold out on me, OK?"

The party crashed and throbbed around her, the scowl on her face morphing into worry, almost into fear.

"Billy, what the hell's going on here? Nobody's got any!"

She listened for a moment.

"Oh, don't be an ass. OK, yes, I called some other guys before I called you. I'm not trying to cut you out of my business, you're my rock solid, the best source in town. You ALWAYS have some. I didn't want to bother you except as a last resort."

She listened some more.

"Well, when will the supply come back in? This is killing me!"

Silence.

"Well, if you get any, give me a call, OK? Promise? Right."

Damn. No cigarettes anywhere!

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