“I guess you are worrying about things like clothes. Yes?” Paul asked.

Nick nodded his head.

“Don’t worry about things. We plan ahead. We have to. Let’s chill.”

Sandra moved from behind the Breakfast bar carrying hers and Nick’s cans of beer and led Nick to a couple of empty bean bags and sat. Nick took a long draw from the pipe and, for a second time, coughed his guts up. At this everyone laughed and all said at the same time “Welcome to the land of the stoned.”