Levi turned back and looked at his purser, studying him to determine his intentions. He didn't seem angry or upset, so Levi stopped and slid down to sit beside him. "Not bad earnings for one day. Then again, you're good at what you do aren't you??" He watched Vladamir's body language, studying him. "That violin must mean quite a lot to you. What's the story behind it? If you don't mind telling of coarse. I'm quite intrigued." He pulled a pack of smokes from his pockets. "Care for one?? They'll relax you." He lit his own and took a few puffs, holding out the box to Vlad, wondering if the man would accept or decline.