"It's for you to smoke as much of as you like," Drake chuckles softly at that into his tea, "this client has fields of the stuff and has made it clear that they'll fill the courtyard a foot deep with it if I want."

Apparently, whatever it is Amberdrake does for that particular client, it's quite well-appreciated.

"What was that look for, earlier?" he's curious. Sanzo seemed... unsettled? at being called pretty.