Well at least Rosie was being predictable. Sean had planned on this first wave of tantrum, or whatever. He also had an answer for this one. "Look. You have to at least admit to the possibility that it could be awesome. And if it doesn't work we are teenagers, we can get over it. But I need you to for one second drop your neurosis and look at me and remember our times together." He picked up the picked up the pipe and emptied it. He put it in his pocket while pulling a joint out of the same pocket and lighting that up. After a long drag he handed it to Rosie, she looked like she could use it.