Erica seemed to take a minute to consider this. She had, although she wasn't exactly a regular smoker. It was harder to handle when there weren't any snacks around, since finding something for the munchies was more of a mission than necessary with celiac. By the time she found enough to eat, she was exhausted and always ended up passed out in some lap.

But she did have her bag of cookies.

"Sure, whatever," she finally replied, trying to seem a little aloof and dismissive. It never hurt to play hard to get initially; if they were worth the time, they would bite.