[Today? Charles is lucking out. Tony's still sober, for now, and just kind of making his way inside, hands in his pockets, forgoing the seat in favor of just leaning back against the wall, face carefully neutral, almost bored, as he watches his Warden.]
Pass. [He nods towards the chair] How's it handling? [Small talk, right? Always a safe thing to start out with.]
WAIT NO I MEAN [Spam]
Pass. [He nods towards the chair] How's it handling? [Small talk, right? Always a safe thing to start out with.]