Accent: North-American or Southern. Can't take any other accent.

Hey there. (shifty) (cunning) Looking for a game of  Caravan?  (smiles) (glint in eye)

Secret? (laughs) There's no secret here. I just know how to fuckin' play this game. That's all. It's all skill ya see. Pure skill. Just watch the cards. (Puts his finger to the side of his head) Read your opponent. Read em.  It's all part of the game. Just like in life......I fuckin love this game.

(Player figures out he's a cheater but is friendly. I've run some cons in my day - one clever bastard to another, what's your trick?)

Trick? There's no trick here. (sigh) All right..... It looks like you know your shit. You know how they say you make your own luck? Let's just say I make mine.....with a little extra ink on the cards.

(you convince him about drugs and he decides to sell it to you)

(laughing) Somethin' for that extra boost, eh? (looks around) I might know a guy. (chuckles) (whispers) I'll hook you up. I got some Jet. I keep it....for emergencies. Gotta get that high ya know. Give me 35 caps and it's yours.

(Who are you?)

(cunning) (shifty) (untrustworthy but not over-the-top like a Disney vilain) (More like a drug dealer)

Name's Keith. You feelin lucky? I got games of chance, games of skill, games of you-name-it. Wanna win a little extra cash?


-Just another broke son of a bitch. Don't waste my time okay. Come back when you got the caps.

Fuck you man. I ain't goin' nowhere with ya

(Taunts a guy about his wife who left him)

Why don't you cry to your wife? Oh...(laughing) that's right. She left your sorry ass. (laughing) Motherfucker. (laughing)