[i]Luke remained in his place, hazel brown eyes slowly looking around the room his right hand reaching for the bottle of vodka even though he had just set it down. He took the bottle around its neck, and slowly swirled the clear alcohol around, before taking a few deep swigs, after which he just held the bottle in his hands. [/i] "Oh? What do you have to offer once you're done?" [i]The pretty goddamn ignorant and probably stupid cyborg asked, the thick Russian accent still being there. [/i]