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“Dude, are you nuts?” The fellow licked the rolling paper and paused long enough to add, “Scram!”

“Not happening,” Markie said, snatching the joint and the lighter

“What are you doing?” Draegan slanced at the bewildered one who looked like he’d just lost his best friend

Completely dumbfounded, the stoner said, “He stole my—”

“I can see that,” Draegan said, plucking it frohter and the joint in the sink Before anyone turned on the water, the three punks blocked the counter, butting their hips against the basin as if they thought soe a war

“Grief,” Macaround Harley

“Let Draegan deal with hih the terminal

“What was up with that?” Mac asked, seely concerned

“Markie hates to fly”

“So he’s what…seeing rats on planes and scoring pot in a public restroorown anja”

“Ganja?” Sable joined the from one man to the next “What are you two up to now?”

Harley gave his woaze fuck and then slipped his arm around her waist “Same question, pretty lady What were you and Mac up to when Markie cried wolf?”

“Want me to tell you or show you?”

“Since you’re sitting between us on the next flight, I’ll hold you to the showing”

“Forget that,” Mac said, acting all wound up “She owesfinish”