Molly walked a long way before taking a deep drag on her cigarette and skillfully exhaling a ring of smoke.

You can't exhale such a perfect smoke ring unless you've been smoking for more than five years.

Not far from her, the man was still waiting, still with the wolf at his side.

"You came at a good time."

Her voice was a bit sarcastic as she slowly finished her cigarette and threw it away, the butt flying into a trash can not far away.

The man looked behind her, "Thinking about it?"

Molly leaned over and tapped the wolf's head, "Think about it."

The man came closer, saw her...