Kirley turned to look Blaise up and down once, and then again quickly. "Well.." He quirked a brow smirking. "I'm sure I wouldn't have minded your.. services." He shrugged, letting the smile continue to play about his lips. "But I'm guessing that's a no, then."
No, his name didn't mean anything. "Well, Mr. Zabini of questionable work, nice to meet someone who also likes my herbals. Though I guess you got that from me?" The only, very few, other people he knew who smoked them as well, started from trying his. That, and he was cocky enough to believe that he could even influence the types of smokes someone preferred.