[ Daniel is in the process of leaning down to investigate a small dispensary of cigarettes - one of those ones with the levers you push that are a little outdated even in the time he's from - when he hears the tidbit about the windows, and he stands to give the kid a raised eyebrow. ]

Broken windows, huh? Do I wanna know how you know that? [ He smiles, just a bit. ] Does that mean there's no, like... police? What if a psychopath gets brought here and starts goin' nuts, huh?

[ Bit of a dark direction to go down, but that's just how Daniel's mind works. He pushes a lever and takes the produced cigarettes. He shoves the chocolate in his pocket so he can open the pack - and then realises what he's missing. ]

Which of these'll have matches, do you think?