"Perfect, I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now. Can you tell me something sad to cheers me up?"
Motan smacked his lips, put the room card back in his pocket, then plopped down next to Cui Xiaoyu and flashed a scissor hand gesture at him.
"What are you doing?"
Cui Xiaoyu looked at him strangely, and after a moment, also made a scissor hand gesture at Motan, probing, "Yay?"
"Yay, my ass."
Motan snorted irritably and gestured at the cigarette pack in Cui Xiaoyu's jacket pocket with his finger, "Give me one."
The latter froze for a moment and threw a cigarette over to Motan while exclaiming, "You smoke too?"
"I've smoked stuff that's even stronger."
Motan replied nonchalantly, glancing down at the 'Dao Mei Cui' in his hand, then gestured at Cui Xiaoyu again.
The latter swiftly pulled out another cigarette and handed it over.
"I meant to ask you for a lighter..."
