Carlos, Reggie, and I were sitting eating breakfast outside the High Desert Market. Bonita asked Carlos for a cigarette in Spanish. She offered to pay Carlos for the cigarette. [Interesting offer since it was against the policy of High Desert Market to smoke there.]
Carlos said that he could only roll them satisfactorily for his own smoking. Reggie has no such restriction.
He took Carlos’ tobacco pouch, extracted the appropriate amount of tobacco, and used one of his own cigarette papers. Then he rolled a perfect cigarette, mumbling in Spanish as he rolled.
He finished rolling the cigarette, but stopped short of licking the cigarette. Then he handed the cigarette to Bonita.
Bonita thanked him, and left with the cigarette. Reggie returned to his seat with a smile.