She sat on the fire escape, a cigarette between her red lips. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and she offered him a cigarette from the pack. "Oh," he mumbled, "No thank you, I don't smoke." She chuckled softly as she tucked the pack away. "Oh, you will," she blew a trail of smoke out, "You belong to the city now, you're gonna start doing things you'd never even dream of before you came here."