"It's not only magic you could say this about," is Vasquez's knowing comment, seeing as the truth is that he thinks everything has a price. His life was one of them, and now that he's out of that situation, he's not eager to get it into trouble again.

A hair and blood? He shrugs, but thinks that he needs to know this man a little more before he hands them over. "I think maybe if we drink together, I decide if I like you," Vasquez says. "If yes, then you can have hair and as much blood as you want. Maybe even some cigarettes." But only after they drink.