Her excuse?

Mother loves to smoke.

Her friend's here right now.
Mom mentioned she doesn't want my music shared right now. Fine. I shut it off.
Not that I can listen to my vice elsewhere, seeing as my mp3-player is still dysfunctional(!!!).

I had one request. "Then please don't share your cigarettes with the house and non-smokers."
Her response was "Well, I'm the adult and the owner. And I have company tonight. You can go somewhere else where there isn't any smoking going on."

DA;IWEOJRAW9485P2379590!!!!!$#w%^&%^&*!!!

Pfft, like such a place exists here. Because smoke spreads throughout the entire house in the course of a few minutes, thus rendering the home a sanctuary for nicotine whores.
So... what's the deal with going OUTSIDE to smoke? i don't get it.

And I really don't feel like having my food seasoned with the aroma of pesticides and tobacco.
I'm hoping she'll understand the distastefulness of the habit once she's stopped.

I informed her of a few of the effects of smoking (as if she was previously unaware).
Response?
"Well other things kill too"
What, like guns? Do I own a gun? No. Bad comeback, mother.

That's it.