"Why would I?" It was Aziraphale, after all. He might have....greatly enjoyed being with the angel in anyway he could and this was just...nice as well, honestly. Enjoyable. Not that he'd say that aloud, it would leave a vile taste in his mouth he reckoned.
Instead, he held out the cigarette that was still smoldering. "You're supposed to smoke these, after. Or at least thats what I've heard. Never understood why, honestly."