[If nothing else, by the third day Petre's actually working with the tools he's given, rather than just frantically chewing on stale gum while he picks them up and lets them drop down again. He's at the stage where everything he does is wrong and is told to repeat until it's done right, which could really just be a way of him stalling and irritating his supervisors into giving up hope that he'll ever be a passable gardener. No doubt they'll arrange worse punishment for him if that's the case, but history will just repeat itself until it's no longer fun.
When John shows up and hands out the cigarette, Petre stares. His eyes aren't alert - quite on the contrary - when they narrow, lip twitching slightly. He isn't suspicious as much as he's just bemused.]
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When John shows up and hands out the cigarette, Petre stares. His eyes aren't alert - quite on the contrary - when they narrow, lip twitching slightly. He isn't suspicious as much as he's just bemused.]
And you're doing this because...?