Tyki blinked at the firm but politely phrased request from the Selkie woman. His eyebrows went up, but his back didn't. Well, the Earl had similar rules about smoking in kitchens and Sherril was a total prick about it. He curled his hand around the cigarette's glowing end, shaking out the match with his other hand.

"Ohh, fine, fine," he said around the stick, gripping it in his teeth. "Can I use the back door?"