Vincent finishes his smoke and stubs it out on the ground under his foot. He exhales the remaining smoke from his nostrils and shakes his head. "Don't worry about it," Vinny says to Mike before adding, "its something that every pack feels at times. I'll show you around later, get your paws damp," he smirks.
"On the 29th? Yeah, we'll be there. Don't tell me what its about though, I like surprises," he jokes, smiling. Somehow, a pack of cigarettes appears in his hand and in one movement, a cigarette jumps from the pack to his mouth. He raises one eye to Sally. "Is smoking allowed at your place?"