Ah and here we get to the trickier parts. Dialogue. I’ll post a little more than a paragraph for these. Enjoy!
He was wearing a black suit, no tie, the front open. A gust of wind shot through the closing door and nearly lifted off his black fedora; his thin hair whipped around, the single pony tail like a scourge on his pale skin. His face was pointed, his nose the end of an exclamation point. His eyes were dark, maybe brown, maybe black. Red jutted out over his worm-like lips; when he licked them, John couldn’t help but think of a snake sensing prey.
Turning from the board, eyes narrowing, John said, “Guess you are right. For a while there, I didn’t think you would come.”