I've noticed you following Me around. It's like every time I light a cigarette, there you are. Staring with a look of pure rapture on your face. It's like you can't help yourself. As if the sight of Me, smoking a delicious cigarette, makes your brain turn weak and all you can do is watch Me, pathetic and drooling and unable to look away. It's okay. I'll let you watch Me - I think you could prove to be highly entertaining. I'm going to tease you with My smoking - bringing My cigarette up to My ruby lips, laughing at your devotion. I'll take hit after hit, looking divine, sensual, powerful, with silver smoke curling through the air. This is your fantasy come true. The most beautiful thing you've ever seen. No wonder you can't get enough!