You've been my slave for a long time now, and I've decided that I want to challenge you. I want to really put your devotion to me to the test. I know you hate smoking. It makes you cough. You hate the smell and taste of it. There are few things you dislike more. That's why I'm going to make you my personal smoking caddy. You will be my human ashtray. You will breathe in the thick clouds of my smoke. I'll ash my cigarette into your open, waiting mouth. I'll even make you rest in a pile of stale buds. You wanted to be my slave, huh? Let's see you prove it...