"Those things will end up killing you, you do know that".
He chuckled, turning around to see Beck in a pair of short light gray cotten shorts and a black tank top, her hair tied back into a messy ponytail.
"Good Morning Ms. Thmoas, I didnt see you standing there", Nestor stated putting his smoke out on the ground.
She gave a small smile, "Noone ever does. It's Beck by the way my name, well actually my given name is Rebecka but I perfer people call me Beck it's just what everyone's called me since I was little", She was rambling which meant she was nervous.
Beck cleared her throat softly, "Would you like to come in for some coffee"?
Before Nestor could answer the front door opened and her brother-in-law appeared, "Rebecka would you kindly go into the house and put something on"?
" Sure thing dad", Beck stated sarcasm once again in her voice. She started heading back up toward the house.
"Ms. Thomas"? Nestor said.
Beck turned around.
"Chubasquero on the coffee"?
She smiled, "Absolutely".
