Marijuana had just taken a huge drag from the joint he was holding carefully between two fingers when another deity found him. Wincing inwardly, he seemed to recall that he had been told not to come to this school anymore but come on, could she really expect him to remember something like that? He was the God of Pot, the prince of forgetfulness and he counted himself lucky he still remembered how to tie his shoes with the way he consumed pot.
He didn't like the note of disdain in her voice. Like he was beneath her or something merely because he was a deity of a drug that happened to be illegal. Marijuana couldn't help that, although he would change it if he could. Besides, wasn't he older than her? Bringing a halt to his wandering thoughts, he merely raised an eyebrow and passed the joint back to his stoner friend, who took one look at the other deity and wisely left.
Marijuana shrugged. "It was a slow day at NYU and this was the closest school. Besides, I have connections here." Lighting a cigarette, he made sure to blow the smoke away from her. Sure, he was encroaching upon her territory, but that didn't mean he had to be an ass about it. "It's not like I'm hurting you at all, you know. They'll buy from me, get stoned and use the web to look up funny videos or read webcomics." He wasn't harming anyone and besides, it was his divine right to smoke and sell wherever he wanted... at least according to him.