"I never smoked pot."

"I never smoked pot."

"What?!?" Amy shouts incredulously. "You've never smoked pot?"

Lisa looks awkward. "Well, no. I didn't want to when I was younger, and I guess it never really came up."

Amy takes a drink, still looking at Lisa. "Well, Lisa, do you want to smoke? I actually brought up some bud....say, John, you didn't drink, have you not smoked either?"

You laugh, and guzzle the remainder of your drink. "I've smoked quite a few times," you say, "and I'd be glad to smoke again, Lisa, if you want to give it a shot." You make yourself another drink.

Lisa thinks for a moment, then says, "Well, what's it like? I mean, am I gonna like freak out, or get sick?"

Amy speaks up, "You won't freak out, because we'll be here, but you probably don't want to drink too much more, and you probably only want to smoke a little bit, because it kind of makes you light-headed, which when you're drunk can give you the spins. But it also makes you super sensitive to touch...."

Amy gives Lisa a devilish grin, and Lisa quickly replies, "Yes, definitely, I want to get high. John, where can we do it without being caught?"