Thrice, I told him.

Do you mind if I swing by the house before the game?

No, not at all. I just gotta stop for smokes, is all.

Cool.

(after stopping at his house...)

So Ray, could we stop on the way to the game, so I could pick up some
smokes?

Yeah dude, no problem.

(before leaving the game...)

Yeah, I'm going to need some smokes.

So, here I am, walking to the 7-11, to grab a pack a pack of cigarettes.

He's a little forgetful, at times, but you gotta love Ray.