Gypsie sat and, as he had once done with Mal and Doc sitting in the same place, made five joints appear from his sleeve. Pick one, Jack. The TAZ Pope grabbed one and lit it with the very flames of the fireplace. About my leave, what can I say. I do not plan to stay if the King Kong Kabal is roaming TAZ ranks again... And you should not either my friend... Haven´t you too recieved a note from the KKK? You would be more than welcome in our new band apart Pope White. Mi casa es tu casa.