Amanda was in the middle of another monstrous drag and just nodded, already feeling completely stoned but not being discouraged from pursuing an ever greater sense of intoxication.

As Barb disappeared down the hall Amanda plopped down on one of the shiny leather chairs. It wasn't but a few more minutes before Jim appeared at the door.

"I knew you'd smell your way here," Amanda joked, now in the clouds entirely.

Jim's brow furrowed as he saw the giant blunt smoldering between her fingers.

"Jesus, where did you get that?" he asked.

"Barb gave it to me, some gift from a drug dealer or something," Amanda only half remembered, and...