I made a little student film in which I was a spy. It was decided that a femme fatale-type spy
must smoke. I've never smoked, but we figured I could just kinda light it, and wave it around, and maybe put it up to my lips now and then. I did it with great relish, channeling Greta Garbo, while my cast mates kind of glanced at each other and shuffled their feet. Who knew there was an art to
pretending to smoke? At any rate, I sucked. (Or, more to the point, didn't...
)