We'll find more somewhere else. Or maybe something even better. There's a lot of good stuff out there.

[It's been a nice high, that's for sure. It's too bad the guy that sold it to them was all weird about Johnnie's jacket. Her eyes glance up at his face to admire it and she notices his eyes looking upward. She directs her gaze to the same direction and she doesn't see anything there.]

What're you looking at?

[Her eyes narrow, squinting like that will open the mysteries of the universe to her. All she sees are flying spiders swarming around a light near the ceiling, and that's absolutely not what she wants to see. Her eyes drop back down to the table, and she drums her fingers against the edge.

The waitress drops their drinks off and Chrissy gladly takes the opportunity to ignore those spiders Johnnie's admiring by diving into her cherry coke.]