He actually looks a little guilty at that...and then laughs when he says they smell better. "Don't like menthols, huh?" he says, as he takes one with less hesitation. He gets up to follow.

"Okay, sure." He starts trying to plan something nice so they can meet, then. "Double date or something? You never really told me about yours..." He sits down carefully on the other side of the couch, mind already ticking over about the conversation they're planning to have."