GHB leaned back on his elbows, tipping his head up to look at the ceiling as well. Cracked with yellow spots but rather similar to his own ceiling and, high off Dylan's worship, the colours began to meld together. "Hmm?" He asked lightly, turning his head to the side to look at Dylan. "He certainly looked at me like he knew, knew who I was. But I can't say for sure." Oh, this was so much more fun than GHB had thought it was originally going to be. "You'd have to ask him."