He's pretty grossed out.

Mark sat against the wall and listened to Grink and Jen going at it, trying not to vomit. This was turning out to be a lot less fun than he thought. Jen was so baked she could barely see straight and she was in there fucking a guy who looked like he hadn't showered since the Bush administration. It was pretty grim.

They'd found the stash, though. That was something. Unfortunately, it was sitting at the foot of the bed. The bed that was now struggling to hold Jen's bouncing body as she rode Grink.

A few minutes later, he heard the harrowing sound of Grink's pitiful climax. Mark was grateful - at least the guy was pretty quick in bed. He peeked over the windowsill again to see Jen humping away on the snoring Grink. Her eyes were closed and he wasn't sure if she noticed that Grink was finished. Grink was apparently so thoroughly passed out that her humping didn't disturb him.

Mark tapped on the window and Jen's eyes shot open. She saw him and yelled "Mark!" while he frantically signaled for her to be quiet. Grink grunted a little in irritation and continued snoring. Jen hopped off of him and ran naked to the window. She whispered something to Mark, but he couldn't hear her. He gestured for her to open it, which she did.

"Mark! Mark! I found the stash like you said! I found the stash and I smoked and I snorted some coke and I had sex with Grink and it was really really good. Grink is super cool! You'd really like him I think, you guys would-"

Mark put a hand over her mouth to silence her. She looked surprised for a second, then settled down. He took his hand away.

"Ok, listen to me Jen. I have a plan. I was gonna just take the **** and run, but now I have a better idea. Can you go around to the patio and let me in?"

She nodded and smiled dumbly, then disappeared. He went around to the patio and saw her standing naked through the sliding glass door, trying to figure out how to open it. After a few minutes of trying to explain the lock via gestures, she finally got it and let him in.

"Ok, we're gonna try something. We could just take the stash but I think this'll be even better. Now, we're gonna go into Grink's room and be very, very quiet, ok?" She nodded emphatically.

They crept into the bedroom where Grink was still snoring away, a thin line of drool running into his beard. Mark rifled through the stash and pulled out a small baggie of a couple dozen capsules with the label a. He gestured for Jen to come over. "Are these the pills?" She nodded again, careful to be quiet. He grabbed Grink's half-empty bottle and headed into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, he opened the water bottle and set the lid aside. He took out a single black capsule and opened it, revealing a white powder inside. He dumped the powder into the bottle, replaced the lid, and shook it up thoroughly. Hopefully the taste wasn't too noticeable.

He rifled through the pantry and found a half-open bag of Bugles. He pocketed the baggie, then took the water and the bag back into the bedroom. He carefully set the water on the floor next to Grink's side of the bed and spoke to Jen. In her current state he didn't trust her to keep the plan in mind, so he gave her simple instructions. Wake Grink up, and see if he drinks the water. If not, keep him occupied until he does. Offer him salty snacks or, ugh, make him exert himself to get him thirstier. She nodded along, furrowing her brow and trying to remember it all. He told her to count to ten after he left, then try to wake Grink up.

Mark took one last look at the room. Hopefully this wouldn't backfire on him.