[ Everybody has a breaking point. It's a rule that Carl Whitmore has learned and learned well — he wouldn't be here if he didn't believe it. He steps out of his most recent session not quite covered in red (the apron and gloves get stripped off first) but by the time he gets downstairs and outside, he's perfectly clean again, not a hair out of place. (He's gotten good at that.)
He's not technically done for the day, not yet, but he needs a smoke, and he doesn't intend to set off the fire alarms. As soon as his cigarette's lit, his head tips back, sucking in a breath and then exhaling a thin stream of smoke around the thin cylinder between his lips. There are still a couple more sessions to be had, if he remembers correctly, but they can wait a few more minutes. ]
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He's not technically done for the day, not yet, but he needs a smoke, and he doesn't intend to set off the fire alarms. As soon as his cigarette's lit, his head tips back, sucking in a breath and then exhaling a thin stream of smoke around the thin cylinder between his lips. There are still a couple more sessions to be had, if he remembers correctly, but they can wait a few more minutes. ]