"Fun's good! I'll get'er set up right now!" It really was like a big and little brother. Just as Azrael pointed and offered, Tequila went to follow what was said. He might have been the bad boy of the Statesman, but he did follow instructions of those he respected.
He did think it was strange that an angel took part in smoking. Was that normal? Then again, he drank as well, didn't he? So angels were like humans and wanted to do all that sinful stuff?
Then it hit him - did everyone know what Azrael was? Was he the last one to even know or was it some secret? In a place like Preya, it was hard to tell. Some people didn't hide who they were while others were a walking mystery.
It didn't occur to Tequila he might have been staring. He shook his head, taking himself out of his thoughts, and asked Azrael, "Hey, so, smokin's jus' fine wi'- well, y'know. Everyone all know or no?" It was his way of being curious without revealing much.