'S not embarrassing, Brooklyn says, pulling an old zippo out of her jacket pocket. With a practiced motion, she flips the top open and it lights up. She then lights up her new cigarette as she goes on.

Not everyone smokes. I do. What am I gonna do, rely on waitin' for the right lady to come by and light me up like one of them smooth secret agents from the movies? F**k no, I ain't! I can take care of myself, know what I mean?