The Agent was leaned against the wall, trying to light a cigarette. He doesn't care enough to notice you. He continued trying to light it for a while, muttering with each failed attempt to light the cigarette.

"C'mon you stupid thing, work dammit." He muttered some obscenities under his breath before finally caring enough to turn his head to you.

"If you're asking for a smoke, then the answer's no. They're rare enough as is, and I'm not about to just start... handing 'em out."