(to Vane) Have a cigarette? (Denham offers him a cigarette; he takes one absently, then lets it drop back into the box.)
Vane.
Thanks, no—I never smoke. It has become so vulgar.
Denham.
Really? What do you do then—absinthe?
Vane.
For the purposes of art it is antiquated. (He sighs.) I have tried haschish.
Denham.
Well?
Vane.