"No, although I'm sure whatever deity is your choice is very tasty, Ianto. No. Those candy cigarettes that twelve year olds put in their mouths and pretend to smoke. I have no idea. They were disgusting, like sugared plastic, but I just have to have one."
"Sir, I think I would prefer it if you smoken an actual cigarette than eat something that awful. Do you know what's in those?"
"No."
"And neither do I, and that's why you should be very afraid. Now sit still, and I'll bring you some more of that herb tea that Owen suggested. Maybe it will help the cravings."
"I hate Owen. Where is he, I want to shoot him!"
"You told him to take a week off, so you didn't accidentally shoot him."
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"Oh, god."
"No, although I'm sure whatever deity is your choice is very tasty, Ianto. No. Those candy cigarettes that twelve year olds put in their mouths and pretend to smoke. I have no idea. They were disgusting, like sugared plastic, but I just have to have one."
"Sir, I think I would prefer it if you smoken an actual cigarette than eat something that awful. Do you know what's in those?"
"No."
"And neither do I, and that's why you should be very afraid. Now sit still, and I'll bring you some more of that herb tea that Owen suggested. Maybe it will help the cravings."
"I hate Owen. Where is he, I want to shoot him!"
"You told him to take a week off, so you didn't accidentally shoot him."
"Believe me, this won't be accidental."
"Yes, of course Sir."
"Don't humor me."
"Yes, Sir."