"Well..." It's not like Peridot is wrong. Lambert's favorite hobby is yelling at people, as far as he can tell. "He does, I suppose. In a way. Though I very much doubt you have to worry about arguing with him the way he and I do, which is, frankly, over every little detail."

Which isn't exactly true. There's plenty of details Lambert won't even blink at but all the ones concerning the magician's own safety, well, that seems endless. In any case, he'll just leave it at that and fish out his lighter, sticking the cigarette between his lips and lighting up.

If he's going to hang out next to trash, he might as well enjoy the rare space free of modern society's most insidious 'No Smoking' signs.