He ran his hand through his hair, averting his eyes from the detective. "I uh... I'm sorry for offending you Jackson- I mean detective Jackson. It is just, uh, my mother d... well she suffered quite greatly at the hands of the cancer of the lungs, brought upon by the smoke..." He laughed nervously, his eyes still glued to his hand, "This is why I uh, acted the way I did. For that I apologize- I should have known better I mean to say. I'll let you enjoy your smoking for the rest of the night unmolested."
Jacque actually looked hurt, if only for the smallest of seconds before he reverted to his usual award winning attitude. "Anyways you kiddies have fun with your card game. I myself shy away from gambling as it disagrees with my moral convictions... for what any of that is worth."