Classy!!
"To art!" David agreed, and chugged a good third of his can. The more quickly it was downed the better. It wasn't exactly a sipping-and-enjoying beverage. Unlike Noah, David greatly preferred wine to beer. He wasn't a stranger to whiskey, though. His dad had a fairly extensive and unique collection. But then he also smoked cigars, so David had to pick up his smokes elsewhere. Because cigars were for old guys, obviously.
This particular pack had been purchased off his acting coach, of all people. College kids who happened to be short on cash were usually the best bet for these things. He slipped it out of his jeans pocket, pulled out a cigarette of his own and stuffed the pack away again. "Got a light?"