There is something aesthetically pleasing about the low haze of the smoke among the lamps, there's some kind of quiet music coming from somewhere and it makes it easy to just lean back in the pillows and relax.

Corbin smiles at Max's next attempt and nods. "Now just get somewhere in the middle and you got it." It could take a bit to get used to smoking, and he wasn't going to judge Max for not being able to get it right in the first few minutes.

He takes another slow drag, letting the smoke trickle out of his nostrils a bit before he exhales the rest of his lungful out.

"Y'all nice and recovered from the race?" Since that was the reason they were here.