James leaned back a bit in his chair, the images flickering through his mind for a moment more. He'd had these kinds of images before, though the last time had been the process of creating a paperback when he'd considered actually doing some of the assigned reading so he could explain it to Mao who seemed to be having some issues in classes lately. This was different.
"I don't know," he said honestly, shrugging his shoulders. "I'd say that someone laced this shit, but I grew it myself." His family definitely didn't know about that. Tot even Katie knew about the plants he'd been growing. She'd probably flip out. A headache was developing, and James knew the perfect way to cure that sort of thing- he took in another drag. "Maybe I've been smoking too much." He smirked to show he clearly did not feel that was possible, before extending it back out to her as he had before. "Try this again?"