Open to Rohypnol
After leaving Ecstasy to dance on, Marijuana, through the haze of drugs and alcohol streaming through his system, remembered what the aim of this whole party had been in the first place. Damned family unity and the damned family included the damned date-rape Drugs. However, he was not going to even think about talking or dancing with GHB, so Rohypnol was his next stop in his little bout of being social before he eventually dragged Heroin upstairs for a slow dance on the roof. Quickly grabbing a beer, his eyes and his immortal senses scanned the room until he felt the tell-tale buzz of his younger sister.
Honing in on it, he found her rather quickly and he steeled himself for being as diplomatic and friendly as possible, even if her hands decided to stray below his belt. Plastering a stoned grin on his face and draining half of his beer, he headed over to her, only stumbling a bit - when had he gotten so tipsy? - and when he tapped her on the shoulder, the grin was still on his face. "Is it time for me to pout yet?"