Elisabeth tensed and pulled her lips into her mouth, not saying a word as he asked. Though she had to suppose it was better he kill his brain cells in a safe environment than the streets or where ever kids partook in their drug use.
Relesasing the breath she'd been holding, she curtly said, "Well I won't very well argue over the telly, but we're keeping your mixing in check, yeah? And don't go pushing that shite on me, it didn't work for Michael and it certainly won't work for you." She held up one finger warningly before moving into the kitchen. From there she called, "Which poison do you prefer?"