More occupied with retrieving his little crumpled pack of Marlboros than hunting for opened bottles of vodka, Lestat summons a flare of the fire gift. A little ribbon of fire, more enthusiastic than a lighter, scorching the end of his cigarette.

Meets them that short distance, offering the pack out in a general way. Heckles as well;

"Can you even find the bear one?"

Not that he minds Louis laughing at him, and never has. Whether from some on purpose witticism or because he didn't mind sounding foolish and oblivious in the moment, it's all the same, and all worth the effort.