"Really?" He sniffed at his shoulder, turning his head from her. His nose wrinkled when he turned back. "Well, I suppose it's better then some other things." Drugs really didn't have the best smell in the world, especially some of the wizarding ones he had gotten his hands on in the past. And those days where he would go on benders and not shower, he could imagine those weren't really pleasant.
No, an ashtray was pretty decent, considering. "I'm Eddie." He wasn't going to ask her what was wrong. Obviously she was upset at something, as most people weren't like him, or his group of friends, and hung out at the bar with scowls on their faces, if there wasn't something wrong. But, to be honest, he didn't care. A little bit of company for a while was good enough and most people didn't like talking to him about things anyway.