Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-11163511-20150728021051

"Thank you, you are an utmost gracious hostess." Sam caught the bottle Calli handed to him and nodded back. His hankerchief had now run a bit dry and since he was out of his own water, he unscrewed the one he had just been given and soaked it again, still annoyed from smoking that had been going on. Now that the smoke had been more condensed, it made the lad annoyed than ever and because he couldn't resist the temptation to speak up, he spoke, his voice minorly muffled by the hankerchief.

"Would you Big Bad Wolves stopping huffing and puffing in here? It's a very confined space, a cave for crying out loud! If you ain't choking the coyotes out, you're choking all of us out with that smoky hemp of yours. Mind if you gents find a more ventilated area to nibble your pipes and weed, let it be the real thing or that steamy mock weed goo to your hearts content? I'd be thankful if you do."