I've said this many time myself. i don't even smoke but used to love lighting up a grass reefer in the club or even being offered a toke by a random. Said random would now be your party pal, you don't know his/her name but you'd always have the craic whenever you see each other in the club. i had friendships with people for a good few years and never knew their name. Didn't have to anyway. Names were irrelevant when your all there for a bit of hedonism. In the Arches, Glasgow some people used to go to the corridor for a smoke. Cos the toilets were in the same corridor it became a meeting place and smack out spot for madwaeit punters who needed to chill out for 5. Many a good time was had their alone. But your right, going outside for a smoke breaks up that flow.