What’s that supposed to be? Pinocchio didn’t know- he’d never seen something like it before! Initially, he takes a step back when the girl shoves it at him (and almost into his mouth, nonetheless!) and holds up his hands in self defense, as if he’s to shove it away in rejection.
But she continues to pursue him, trying to get him to take it. Something about it gives him a bad feeling in his gut, but the consistent begging is enough for him to give in as he takes the cigar from her hands and accepts it. “Th-Thank you, I suppose!”
“Hey, don’t sweat it! I got a boatload of these bad boys.” To illustrate her point, Peacock reaches into her hat and takes out another cigar, twirling it between her fingers before lighting it and taking a big puff of smoke from it. She seems pretty damn satisfied with this—hell, she holds out her lighter and lights his up for him, too! Not like he’d know any better.
Still grinning, she sizes the boy up, her six eyes looking him up and down. “Yer Pinocchio, right? Loved yer movie.”
Is... She just reenacting what Pinocchio’s been through!? Peacock, he hasn’t gone to Pleasure Island! Why are you like this.