This was weirdly enough inspired by being in one of the nearby textbook stores where they have Grateful Dead bears as mascots and they sell a lot of incense and tie-dyed t-shirts and Calc books (seriously--that's it...it's very weird). Because smelling incense makes me feel all woozity and strange (which might indicate how little experience with narcotics I actually have--"People use this to cover up pot-smoke-smell. Dude. I feel high."), and I was thinking, I betcha this would make Fran sneeze and make >: face. (Because why not interpret the details of everyday life through a head full of videogame characters?)
...which is to say, thank you. I am glad it did not make Kiwis unhappy. ♥