"Well damn, that's gotta be a bitch. Wilson over there an operative, or was he just an aff-" [b][i]He says, before being cut off, the stereotypical Canadian accent of JT being replaced by that of a thick, Texan accent. [/i][/b]"Affiliate, never was VINC, was only working with them for the off-the-books jobs" [b][i]The man says, walking from behind JT, his brown duster flying in the wind behind him, the cowboy hat engulfing half his face in shadows, the one half that is visible completely burned off. A green jumpsuit with a black trim lays underneath the open duster, and his right hand stays a stony grey colour. [/i][/b]"Remember the cowboy I mentioned earlier?" [b][i]JT sarcastically asks, placing one hand on the cowboys right shoulder. [/i][/b]