[ She follows in step behind Ren, plopping herself down next to him on the bench, both of her legs stretched out and her toes knocking against one another idly. ]

We're not supposed to, but I will if nobody is in there [ A shrug. ] The owner just gets pissed off and yells at me to go outside.

[ Darlene's right in the middle of taking another hit when Ren poses the question -- which earns him a look that says Seriously? -- and she exhales a small puff of smoke with a shake of her head. ]

I mean, I wouldn't really call it fun. There's way more fun shit out there than cigarettes. [ A chuckle. A conversation for another day. ] I'd say... they just pair well with everything: good times, bad times, daytime, nighttime. You've never had a cigarette?

[ What sort of teenager is this? ]