Nduli approached the bar and ordered a beer. He stuck a cigarette between his lips then casually swept the end of a match on the counter top. He cupped his hands around the flame and brought it up to the end of the cigarette and lit it.
"Hey, you ripped me off!" An angry, drunken voice sounded behind him. The intoxicated fur held up a knife. "You owe me money, you dumb bitch!"
Nduli pulled out his .30 caliber pistol. He took a deep breath on his cigarette. "Are you absolutly sure you want to continue that action, buddy? Give me all your pennies....then I might forget what you just did."