Doe has been MIA for several months now. Smokes has been worried sick about him. He returns out of the blue.

Doe: "Hey Smokes! I'm back! I'm bored! Let's go make some money."
Smokes: "Doe? Where the hell are you? Where have you been? Don't move!"
Doe: "At the business. We need a job... what should we do?"
Smokes: "I'm on my way over now. Don't move!"
Doe: "Hmm... maybe rob a bank?"
Smokes: "No! Stay put!"