Pseudologia

— I can’t take you seriously until you close those legs of yours.

Didn't ask you to take me serious. Just asked if you needed something.

Oh, so that explains why I can smell fish.

You sure it isn't the prank you're planning?

Not really.

Asher. You're here, too? Not that I should be surprised, I suppose. Your vagina came so, of course, you followed.

Glad someone understands finally.

You're welcome?

Healthy blood or alcoholism… or both.

Oh-- I've just never had a drink! Did I not mention that?

No, go away. It’s too early for me to deal with you⎯ It’s still early, right?

Yeah-- because I fucking carry around cheeseburgers in my bra all the time.

Hell, yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

Pussies who drink without strategy.

I've never had a hangover in my life and I drink without strategy.

Am I dead yet…

Unfortunately not.

I got Hangover cures for everyone

Ugh, my head kills.

Do you think it’ll be fun?

Alcohol, drugs, good music, gambling? Hell fucking yeah, it'll be fun.

[ Sephy eyes the object curiously and then reaches out taking the spliff from the girl. She raises it to her eyes, staring at it for a while, before taking a drag from it’s end. ]

S'not so bad, blondie. [ Hecate snorts and reaches into her bra, pulling out another joint and lighting it up with a nod toward the other girl. ] Keep it.