Chris merely shrugged. It wasn't up to him to decide what she wanted to do for her, and he never really had been one for forcing his habits on other people like that. If she didn't want to have some spliff, she didn't want to have some spliff. More for him, that way.
He sat down on her couch as she retreated into her kitchen and took in his surroundings quickly before leaning his head back against the couch to listen to her. "I'm not really fussy right now. I'll drink almost anything."