[Reaching for it, Daisy doesn't bring the joint to her lips right away.]

It looks ridiculous,

[Smiling, Daisy lifts the joint to take a long drag from it. Holding it for as long as she can before slowly exhaling.]

But you somehow pull it off.

[Now seems as good a time as any to give him his gift. She hadn't brought everything with her, but she knew that Kovacs was going to be here so she hands the joint back to him and reaches into her back pocket.]

I've got something for you.

[She left the three bottles of whiskey for him back in his room, but hands him a pack of cigarettes and a ridiculous lighter. None of it was wrapped.]

There's something else in your room, didn't feel like lugging it around. Merry Christmas.