Marijuana laughed at the touch, smiled at the connection and whichever mortals were in the area and smoking wet, well, he was sure that the closeness of the two gods was affecting their highs, making them even better. But her words threw Marijuana for a bit of a loop and he pouted slightly. "It's been a stressful week! You know I eat a lot when I'm stressed. I'll work it off." He stuck his tongue out at her, his arms settling around her waist and keeping her close.
"I'm not fat." Really, he had only gained seven pounds. Still, he was grinning at her. "Let's go across the street!" Away from Cam so they could talk without fear of breaking the almost-genius' little brain.