What's that smell?

You leave the classroom and head to the girl's locker room, when you notice an all-to familiar smell wafting in from a classroom. You peek into the darkened glass pane, and see Elena, a beautiful soccer star with long and gorgeous legs, smoking a cigarette with the window open. She's too busy to hear you as you enter and close the door, or as you creep along to get a better look. A sudden inspiration hits you and you mutter, "I wish I had a Polaroid camera in my hand." It appears, and you snap a quick picture. She's startled as the flash illuminates the room and nearly faints as she sees you, the camera in one hand, and the newly made picture in the other.
A malicious grin cracks your face as you wave the picture. "I believe Coach Anderson would love to see this..." you say, walking around her. "Imagine......his best soccer player..smoking on school property." You stop right in front of her, the look of terror still firmly fixed on her face. Knowing the bind she is in, she snubs the cigarette, throws it out the window, and says "Alright. What do I have to do to get it back? I'll do anything."

Your grin grows wider as you consider the possibilities