[The journal feed cuts to Draco staring at his journal with a mug of coffee in his hand, snorting in disbelief as he's reading the message that's appeared there. It also appears as though he doesn't quite realize there is smoke slowly billowing out of his ears and nose, like some sort of dragon.]This is ridiculous. 'Stop smoking. Or start.
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Not polite to stare, he admonishes himself a second later, but approaches nonetheless. It almost looks like the guy is on fire or something, and that's just not supposed to happen.]
I beg your pardon, but... is everything all right?
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Why wouldn't it be?
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[He pauses to gesture vaguely in the direction of his face.]
...smoking.
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Now, now. If you intend to take up on cigarettes, you ought to do so properly.
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And what would be properly? Doing it your way?
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Now, now. That would be assuming that only my way is properly.
[A vague sort of smile lets Draco decide whether or not he was right in that assumption.]
You at least aught to be told which cigarettes are best. Some are simply unacceptably bad.
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I didn't realize there was a difference between the types. Go on then. Educate me.
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