I'm gonna go have a smoke.
stands up, sliding out of the bar gracefully and tugging a packet of lights from her pocket
want one? and before you judge me, i'm not addicted, it just helps me think. I only smoke once or twice a week, really.
leaves the packet on the table, then follows Night out the side door, hoping it will lead to some form of a alleyway. she flicks the lighter on and off, toying with it.