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Danny loved to watch the smoke from Ash's cigarettes drift in the light of the projector as Mickey or Albert went over the background of a new mark. Not just because the way the rings drifted hypnotically in the light, though that was interesting enough. It was the way Ash's lips moved, that perfect "O" that gave Danny all sorts of naughty ideas. And as soon as he could drag Ash off alone, he'd be putting some of those ideas into action.