Sloth lost interest a little in listening to the conversation, watching Greed drag on the joint, then took it back and wandered off a few steps to get in a few more puffs before someone took it off him again. He kicked at some pebbles on the street, then picked up a handful. Bored, he tossed one up at the building, hitting the bricks. The second one missed completely, the third hit a window with a sharp tak. He looked around for a bigger rock to throw, wanting to cause some actual damage. Smashing windows was always satisfying.