Smoking: bad. Hanging out: okay
(Photos were taken with my camera phone, so not the best quality. But still...)
This 8-legged non-cuddly was keeping me company the other night while I waited for the husband to pick me up:
He (she? is it Shelob's younger sister?) and I had an agreement that s/he would stay at the no-smoking sign, and I would stay at the corner of the bench. There was a different 8-legged non-cuddly greeting me as I left the house the next morning, but we don't speak of that anymore.