The grin slowly melted off his face as he realized how right she was. He had a healthy supply of nicotine now, but once it was gone… it was gone… like forever-that’s- all-folks gone. The depressing reality of the situation reared its ugly head once more, and every terribly comforting puff only brought him closer to that dreadful day. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” he asked icily, suddenly no longer happy to see the princess.