A man with a white beard walked in. I was vaguely aware of being surprised that his beard wasn't yellowed by nicotine. A row of four smokers to my right leaned forward to look at me. Smokers are addicted to cigarettes, and thus they must put up with the stink, but that doesn't mean they don't mind it. The smokers I talked to felt pretty much the same way nonsmokers feel about smoke-filled rooms and clothes that smell like ashtrays.
Smoking rooms are just one more disgusting thing about it.
Only one man mentioned it, a P.R. firm owner named Peter. You see people stopping to stare with their kids. Christ, people, I'm smoking. I'm not shooting up in front of your children. Other than him, the smokers I spoke with preferred the open feeling of glass walls to the closed-in feeling of solid ones.