You opened that door stormily, whizzed in stormily, and were heading for that form stormily. I boomed, ignoring the interruptions. I see a cigarette in your hand. Wonderful eye-sight at this age, sir. Quite clear, sir.
Cigarettes are objects meant to be smoked.
I am smoking this cigarette. Allow me to demonstrate. You suck in the smoke. You then blow it out through the mouth or the nostrils. It is one of my ambitions to be able to let the smoke out of my ears, sir.