The time is five o’clock in the morning, the shop place in the basement. Behind the shelf is a man with a bunch of tattoos and scars. Go to the cigarettes and the following scene occurs:
Does Kent have a fourth?
– No
Winston is blue?
Also not
What is on sale?
Here the man carefully inspects the room, looks at the monitor, where the image is shown from the camera above the entrance and opening the window with a clever smile in a quiet voice says: Woot, I have a goods, oboe.