"Yeah, your baby is working right now," he said. Reaching back, he pulled TJ's arms off. "Everything is not perfect. You're high." He looked at Doug. "And what about you?"
Doug shook his head. "I'm not high. I'm baked, he said, before starting to laugh.
Travis groaned. "Right, so are you." He brushed TJ's face. "Did you make the brownies, babe? Did you know what was in there?"
Doug snorted. "TJ doesn't bake."
"Okay, so do you know who bakes?" Although really if it wasn't TJ and his stash, then it was someone and his stash and it wasn't hard to figure it out. He texted brownies to Deeks. "Okay, you two stay here, and no more brownies for either one of you."