[h2]Aden[/h2] 

Aden lit his own cigarette at her approval; relishing the different acrid burn while pulling out another for the brunette seated near him. An odd amount of contradictions and inconsistencies that Aden puzzled to piece together. She had obviously come from a well-off family; her knowledge reflected it. Encyclopedic and yet lacking in some of the mundane. Reveling in the ability to experience that which she had been denied. 

Aden had gone through a similar phase. 

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"That's another thing a young lady is not supposed to do!" her dark eyes sparkled in amusement, "Why not!... but you'll have to show me how it works."
[/quote]

Aden gave her the cigarette, adjusting her fingers to mirror his. A [i]flick[/i] of his battered lighter and her's was lit; the ember's smoldering. Aden gave an exaggerated inhale, the end of his flaring orange before dying down. An exhale sent the smoke to curl into the air. 

He waited for Zoe to mimic it; anticipating an exact mimicry. And the result it would bring. 

All the while his own dark eyes pondering over the mystery at the moment that was a Miss Zoe Spyrou.