He lights his cigarette and passes the box and the lighter to Jack before relaxing back into the sofa. He tried to quit once, several years ago, when he decided it was a waste of money on a small luxury. That was, of course, before he started earning more than the last two generations before him combined. Now, he figures he can waste money in however many small ways he wants. There's always going to be more to replace it.

"We're gonna need to get a hold of a submarine," he says after a few moments of silence. "That or hack a bathysphere."