"Why so shy, boo? It's just you, me, and the cigarette." And whoever's walking into the hospital lobby but hey, details. Nevermind them, nevermind what happened to bring them here, nevermind compliance. Malcolm's gotten to the point that he knows when it's happening- York can't imagine how frustrating that must be.

But what he can imagine is one of his favorite tricks with a pretty person and a cigarette. If Mal gets close enough.