[She's better with the lighter, that's for sure. Luci blinks when she gets the thing to work, finally, and leans in for the light. Yeah, she doesn't mind sharing with this one. Seems almost natural to toss her the whole pack at this point. Luci inhales gently, stoking the burn on the end of her own cigarette as she lights the other one.]

Sounds rough. [But yes, they can find more interesting things to talk about.] Love triangles are the worst. Who-loves-who, two-player insanity. But now I'm here for you... [Luci helps herself to a little of the woman's personal space. Like she wasn't flirting, lighting her own cigarette like that.] If there's one thing I advocate for tonight, it's leaving everything that's weighing on you on the shore. You can pick it up on your way out.