I quit smoking a six years ago, but if I found myself in a room with a balcony, I would use it. What would always amuse me is when I would end up in a non-smoking room even after requesting smoking. I'd call downstairs and tell the front desk I'll be there in a few moments to swap my key for a different room, and the response would be;

• "We'll send someone up with an ashtray."
  
  or
  
  
• "There should be an ashtray in the back of the desk drawer."

Okay...

I plan on breathing some second hand mesquite smoke tonight.