[Funkduder]

"So what are you travelling for, anyhow, Jeanne?" Michael took another gulp of dirtwater. The glass was barely half empty but he still didn' want anymore. He left it on the table and waited to recover from its detestable taste.
He gave more thought towards Bella and Lev. He had a feeling that the girl would react to his association somehow, but he didn't know if it was going to be good or bad for his causes. However, the more he thought of the girl, the more he thought of his past, and he didn't want to think of his past anymore until it was absolutely neccesary.
He took a large gulp of the dirtwater, emptying half of the contents into is throat.