"Oh I am no expert either. But it is best not ask people what they feel about Prohibition. Unless one was several hours to spare." She smirked
"Look at them." She smiled "They are so cute." She smiled. "My father only smokes pipes. And his Cuban friends sometimes mail us some cigarellos." She was smiled. It was amusing trying new things right in front of her brother, but she made no illusions to cover up her habits, and most men wouldn't offer a lady they did not know a cigarette. Now she needed a light, that she lit out of a lantern.
"I don't indulge all the time sir." She said apologetically. "It seems unladylike to go out and buy tobacco. And if it is unladylike it might as well be a papal bull that I will not be able to do it." She inhaled and enjoyed the scent.
"All the cultures all nations all tribes in the all the world seemed to determined to protect women from the stuff that men so heartily enjoy." She shook her heand "I'm not going to feel bad of it any longer. I like your cigarettes, Mr. Lloyd." She took another drag "And I appreciate you kind offer." She smiled at him.