Was sitting outside Bass Library smoking, had just thrown my butt on the ground. Girl walks out, sees it burning there in front of me, looks at me. A pregnant pause, as they say.
"Were you smoking just now?" Felt guilty and embarrassed for not having thrown it in the trash and prepared myself for some admonition about littering or the evils of tobacco, or both.
"Yeah." Her face lit up.
"I'm sorry, can I have one?" Pulled out my pack.
"Need a light?"
"Yeah, I'll just smoke it now, I guess, thank you. Oh, Sobranies?" She takes my lighter.
"Yeah, I was in Russia over the summer."
"Wow, thank you so much, I love these."
Still wanted to throw the butt in the trash after she walked away. Didn't.