Arden shrugged and took a deep drag off his cigarette, relishing the burn in his throat. “Fair enough,” he said simply as he exhaled, giving her a little smile. “Mmhmm – really about three stiff drinks and the rest of my pack of cigarettes. Been a rough day.”
“Why limit yourself to three, it sounds like you need an entire bottle,” she advised before taking a long drag herself. “What do you do?”