[Johnny let out a long, agonizing sigh when he realized the guy wanted a smoke. Of course he does; cigarettes are a scarce commodity here. He gives 'Fluffy,' his mental moniker for him, a glance as he inches closer. Yeah, this dude is after his pack of smokes. That much is pretty fucking obvious but that doesn't stop Johnny from finding it amusing.]

If you're scared of an ugly purple tentacle, then I don't know what to tell you.

[Is it purple? Johnny squints a little as he stares at the tentacles. They're kind of reddish in color, so maybe more of a violet? It could be the sunglasses messing with him. Anyways, Johnny lets out a puff of smoke before offering his cigarette to the guy.

He feels like being nice, okay?]

I'm the kind of guy who likes big tits, cocks, and everything in between.

[He smirks a little.]

But I think I draw the line at seafood.