Pete wasn't exactly Mr. Move It when it came to packing up and going from place to place. He wasn't about to move a couch, not without losing a lung in the process, and complaining a lot with massive grumpy face the whole time. So it was great they had wisely foreseen the need for movers.
It was also pretty great that he hadn't paid them in firearms and alcohol. Instead he used money, like most people did. And bummed a cigarette from one of the movers so he could sneak into the backyard and gun it like no one's business.
MOVING IS STRESSFUL, OK?! The patch wasn't cutting it.
If asked if he smoked, Pete will simply eyedart and pull the old spy thing of he doesn't know what anyone's talking about, that's classified information, and he won't divulge any infos. Not even if angry rabid dogs were eating his legs off.