Yeah, yeah. Keep it up and we'll see about that tooth.

[Tommy grumbles, but he still grudgingly reaches over and plucks the cigarette pack from Boone's hands.]

Thanks. [The half-assed frown on his face melts away, too delighted by the purchase to keep it up. He shakes it, hearing the rattle.] I've been runnin' kinda low. An' I don't really like goin' to the store like this anyway. Makes a bit of a fuss.