Izzy stuck her hand out to the offered lighter, "I brought my own!" She said cheerfully. Her eye were half open but she managed to make out the bush, and puke they were referring to.

Isabella reached into the cleavage part of her costume, originally the costume wasn't revealing, but because of events Izzy couldn't recall, there was now. She stuck her fingers into her cleavage and pulled out a small blue lighter, she put the cigarette in her mouth and lit it.

Isabella relaxed slightly when her lungs expanded with smoke, "Cold? haha, you can't feel shit when you're this drunk." Isabella tried to say playfully, but instead came out as mumbled slur, barely audible. "So." Izzy added,"Having a good time?" Isabella wasn't talking to either of them in particular, but she also didn't care who answered.