Ethan glanced up through a haze of smoke and offered the other man a greeting smile, one that exuded warmth. "Hey," he responded, taking a moment to give Aidan a once over. "You look good. Really glad you did as I asked and left the plaid at home, you won't regret it."
He took one last final drag before he dropped the cigarette and crushed it out beneath the sole of his boot, exhaling the smoke he'd just inhaled a moment or so later.
"So," he murmured in a low voice. "You ready to have a good time?"