A bus driving friend

Well, I've finally found a bus driver friend-- he's the "open the door, take your money" guy on the bus to and from town to Kasompe.  How did we connect, you may ask?  Well, he calls me: "Tattoo Lisa." 
Chris: "Hey, I like your tattoo."
Me: "Right, Thanks! How are you?"
Chris: "I'm fine and you?  I really want a tatoo."
Me: "Good luck with that."
Chris: "So you can help me get one?"
Me: "Um, no. But if you want one, it hurts a lot, so be prepared."
Chris: "You can help me.  Do you have any ink left?"

(I'm sorry... what??? Like I carry around tatooing equipment and ink in my school bag????"
Me: "Yea.....No I got this two years ago in the U.S.  Like, in America.  Can't help you.  But I'll see you tomorrow, on the bus. 
Weird.  But Chris is always on the right bus... so we're good.