Hippie felt her presence as soon as she approached, but it took a moment for her to place it. Rehab. Fucking fantastic. While Hippie never hated anyone (that would be completely and totally against her nature) she could dislike someone and Rehab was definitely someone she wasn't all that fond of. She messed with her friends, the closest things she had to family. Back in the day she had take some of their shared people. Rehab was The Man through and through in Hippie's mind. Exhaling, she smiled peacefully as a smoke ring formed from her mouth. Mary Jane would be proud.
She toked again, exhaling more smoke rings before she even looked at Rehab. "Howdy." she said calmly with a toothy grin. She was probably everything Rehab hated. She hated showered for a few days, and her hair was a tangled muddy mess from the ground below her. Her outstretched arms were covered in old track marks, though she hadn't touched heroin since Janis died. Her eyes were bloodshot and even if there wasn't a lit joint between her fingers, she would have reeked of marijuana smoke.
"Toke?" she asked kindly, extending the joint upward. It was worth a try.