Commoners! (IC)

[The_JJ]

The teen rolls his eyes. "Sure thing, boss," he accents the last word with the kind of sarcasm only grumpy adolescents adressing authority figures can bring to bear. You even know what street rules for cheating are? It means you pay up, or you throw down. No weapons, stop on a yield. He spits. Wouldn't want to risk denting my hammer on yer thick skull anyway.