Rosario noticed Jennifer and could see the disapproval in her eyes.<br/>He brought his hand back up around his wife's shoulders, and tried not to blush like an idiot.<br/><br/>He had thought that the night would go a-lot smoother, and that the only hiccups in the evening would be because of him.<br/><br/>Obviously he was not the only one who was nervous.<br/><br/>Fighting to keep his voice normal, he squeezed his wife a bit closer and replied, "<em>Nothing much. Drive up here was great. I love driving down this way."</em>He wondered why they were still waiting outside.<br/><br/>He could see the awkward silence building, and decided to step away for a bit to collect his thoughts.<br/><br/>Taking his arm from around his wife, he fished around his inside jacket pocket for his smokes.<br/><br/>He held up the pack to the three standing with him, eyebrows raised in an invitation. After a moment, he turned and walked lightly down the stairs. At the bottom, he stopped and took out the silver zippo that Lily had gotten him for his birthday. A flick, and sparks struck the wick, bring a brilliant flame into life. The letters R&L engraved on the lighter could barely be made out in the flickering light.<br/><br/>Tilting his head down, he inhaled, causing the Marlboro Menthol in his mouth to light. With a flick of his wrist, the lighter snapped shut, and disappeared into the folds of his jacket.<br/>He exhaled, watching the smoke rise in night breeze. He felt instantly calmer, knowing that his smokes always helped calm him down.<br/><br/>He turned his head slightly, looking up the stairs to see if anyone was going to join him.<em>"God knows they could all use a smoke. ", he thought.</em>