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[Grubby and cobwebby, Nathan is slouched on his bed, smoking a joint. He's definitely not feeling his usual self, looking a bit more withdrawn than he would normally.]

So, I think I died last night. Either that, or someone slipped me some really bad acid. [He stops and groans there, squeezing his eyes shut and dragging a hand down his face.] I don't know. I'm kind of fuzzy on the details.

On the plus side, immortal. So, I don't have to worry about that zombie shit the rest of you lot have going. Down side... actually, I don't think there is a down side to dying, in this case. I mean, it's that or I got raped by some big, beefy bloke while having the worst trip of my life. [Pauses, looking mildly disgusted as he pictures that.] Yeah... let's not go there.

[He waves a dismissive hand at the camera.]

Anyway, I have this letter... bill... thing. Just so you know, I didn't buy anything, so you can forget about me paying it. Thanks.

[He takes one last, long drag off the joint, then pushes himself forward to stub the end out and turn off the camera.]

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Oh, yeah, 'cause you're really going to want to be going after all the other 90 year olds.

No. You're going to be going after young, innocent, easily impressionable men like myself. And then they'll have to carry that trauma for the rest of their lives.

Really? And here I thought you were already too young for me...

Oh, you say that now... but 40 years down the line you're going to be singing a different tune altogether.

You'll probably say I'm too old for you by then.

Trust me, I doubt that. I'm not looking to be a teacher.

Aw, come on! I'm 22. That's 6 years of legal practice, let alone what I got up to before all that. I think I have a pretty good idea of what works and what doesn't by now.

That's what they all say and the next thing you know, you're looking like a deer in headlights when somebody pulls out a new trick.

Hey, I know all the good tricks. I can even come up with a few of my own.

Right. I'll let you believe that, kid.

Well, okay...

Just don't come crying to me when you work out what you're missing.

Certainly not much.

Yeah. You keep believing that.

I think you've find that I'm not the one who's deluding themselves.

Now I'm convinced that's not only pot you're smoking.

Well, it is.

Pot and tobacco, pure as the driven snow.

Pure crack with the way you're talking.

Nah, crack's not my thing. I'd rather just do speed, or something.

Speed stinks. Never again.

[Yeah, Angela's speaking from experience. This girl here, man.]

Better than crack, at least. Cheaper, too, usually.

[Such a badass, Angela. At least she's nicer than this guy.]

You end up getting what you pay for.

Are you kidding me? Crack won't even get you high for an hour. And that's not even going into how much it messes with you. It's not worth paying out for it.

Oh, like speed gives you the best high you'll ever had without any side effects.

[What is this conversation?]

I'm not looking for the best high I'll ever have. I'm looking for one that'll last.

[Idk, man. Drugs.]

The one that'll last is the best one you'll ever have.

So, what would you recommend?

I can't, really. I usually stuck to pot and I gave that up a long time ago and God knows what you can find here. I just know meth was the worst couple of days I ever had.

Meth? Jesus. If that's the speed you've taken, no wonder you don't like it. That shit fucks you up big time.

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