Hang out.

"I'm really tired," Ross said as a wave of dizziness hit him. He sat down as a wave of dizziness hit him. He sat down next to Madison. She was pretty. She smiled. He smiled.

A man took his arm and he rose. Men were leading the girls away. That was fine.

Ross was walking. He felt good. He was looking down at the carpet. They turned and walked and turned and the carpet was there. It was... blue?

"Blue," Ross said with a chuckle. He felt very clever.

"What?" the girl from before asked. Marissa.

"Carpet." He was really trying to communicate. "Blue."

"I think we may have overdone it," she said. Wait, what?

The guide was laughing. "I was told to round up on this one. Mr. Candon, can you hear me?"

He stared at her. A stream of words. A rock in the stream, his mind is snagged. Candon.

He was Candon. They said "round up". Round what up? The lady was talking again. "...Ross? Can you-"

"Yeah!" Ross cried. He was Ross! He... holy shit, Madison had her fucking tits out! He stared at her chest as she spoke.

"You can't expect him to play like this," She was pointing at him. God, Ross fucking loved her. "He can barely think straight!"

"That's the point," the other one said. "Trying to replicate the effects."

"But we can hold a conversation," the dark hair girl said. They were all teaming up for him!

"I've got an idea," the other one said. She was excited but calm. "Wouldn't it be nice for Ross if we told him everything and let him choose?"

She was looking at him. He was supposed to answer. They were yelling at each other. He was supposed to choose-

Someone was snapping in his face. "Ross! Hey, Ross. Here's the story: we've been partnering with some very cutting-edge pharmaceutical firms. In fact," her lips were smooth and shiny.

"...he zoned out," one of them said. "Ross! Look at me." He looked at her and blinked.

"We are testing a **** on you. Do you understand?" He understood. He nodded

"The **** is designed to replicate the conditions of our modifier in human neurology. Do you understand?" He understood. He nodded.

"You may be feeling strange." He nodded.

"My colleague thinks we may have given you too much." He nodded.

"Would you prefer to sleep it off or to stay with us?" She was so pretty....