"German," Tanek responded, wrinkling his nose. "And no, I spent most of my Halloween with Van, and I don't even remember all of the conversations I had with him."
He grinned at her and took the large roll-up from behind his ear, leaning forward and lighting it with a puff. The flame smelled like a Benson-burner. When he leaned back, he nodded at her, inhaled and handed it to her. "Always have a few more stashes than one," he said.
Exhale. "That is an expensive watch," he noted. "Pretty. Does it say whether it's going to rain tonight?"