"Mhm~" he said with a smile. Then he handed her back the clove, but the lit end had been pinched out. There was a cheeky smile on Mike’s face. "You should really try to cut back sweetheart."
Low noise rose from German’s throat the moment she got the extinguished clove. It wasn’t threatening, more amused really. She had seen his tactic incoming and, while she could have stuck that stick back between her lips and relit it, had taken a couple of puffs to benefit from it. She could have argued the point with him, but instead, pulled the beat-up silver case from an inner pocket on the jacket and slid the cigarette back into its old place. She could finish it later.
"Point taken. I’ll try und quit vhen zis var ist over."