Text exchanges between Hannibal and Jono over the course of the day

Jono: Another stopover. The bloke sitting next to me in the lounge is a giant cockroach. Literally. He's been asked three times to put out his cigar.

Hannibal: I am still a blue pony. With a knife drawn on my side; very subtle.

( Later... )

[This post brought to you by my own and furnaceface's texting boredom. Exact content of the texts NFB, though generalities are cool.]