He grinned absently as he looked into the flame he'd brought out. Pretty details blazing in orange and white until he threw the light on the table. The cigarette had the other corner of his mouth. "You know, you could be one helluva catch if you liked ass-stuff, Jule." he pointed out and fingered the roll out from his lips. Smoke billowed around the candy vine. He looked her over once she'd taken off the hoodie. Good manners, listening to him without protest. "Fuuuuuck, woman." he said and put the cigarette in her mouth instead when he came closer, hand on her stomach and squeezing, the top of his fingers hiding underneath the hem of the short top. "And you do yoga too?"<br/><br/>He pulled at the treat until it snapped and then threw the remains on the floor, chewing loudly. With a huff of approval and curling arson his hand moved up quickly, to squeeze her tit, whether it was protected and supported or bare. A shrug for her question. "You know I do. Don't know if anything looks new, though." A friendly annoyance had him steal the cigarette back from her. Oral fixation. "T'fuck do you mean smell? This is a clean house." He pointed at her with long fingers pinching the burning stick with poorly feigned anger.<br/><br/>"Got some new vodka bottles though, if you have the money for it." More contraband. "Nice stuff, but also, like, watered down shit." Kade sat on the floor in front of her, wearing a beard of cigarette vapors. Sometimes his eyes were the only thing visible through the forest fire aftermath. "When are you gonna let me meet her?" Most days he pretended no to notice, but Juliette never brought Sydney around - she'd told him why on several occasions. This was the kind of thing that made him think Jule could handle her building addiction. Hand on his chest, two claps on his naked heart. "I'm a stan' up guy." Cigarette out again, thumb at the end of the filter like he was saving the smoke. "We could start her off small." He shrugged and laid down, a ghost of marlboro trailing the stark petal limbs.<br/><br/>"If she's friendly maybe I'll get you a couple of stamps for free?" Forearm over his face like he was going to sleep again.