Maybe later

You really don't want to go over to Kristen, as you think she's a terrible actress and heard she's a worse human being, but seeing her smoking a joint and dancing by herself is too tempting to you.

"Kristen Stewart, right?" you say to her as you introduce yourself to her, Kristen taking your hand and offering you a seat as she leans back in a chair in her tight classic rock shirt and tighter black pants and offers you a joint of your own.

"Wanna burn one with me John?" she asks as you sit down, putting it back in the bowl when you politely decline.

"I don't touch the stuff Kristen," you say to her, before quickly adding, "but I have no problem with anyone that does partake in it."

"Stick with me and you'll be smoking one by the end of the night kid," she replies back, calling you "kid", even though you are older than she is.

Sure enough, after the two of you have been enjoying each other's company for quite some time, Kristen puts her hand on your thigh and offers again.

"How about now John?" she asks you, teasing you by running her hand up and down your thigh, "how about we go off somewhere and burn one now baby? It'll be fun."