He snickered slightly, liking how much she laughed when she was like this. Maybe he needed to try to make her laugh on a regular basis when she wasn't under the influence of anything and neither was he. "Ana is hot," Jacob said. "She takes life by the horns and just does shit." If she were human, he'd worry a lot more about STDs. "I flirted with her a lot." Now he was under some sort of truth serum, it seemed. "Gave her one of my oral sex bracelets." That was an odd way of enticing someone, but never mind, it had happened.
What the hell? "Dancing monkey outfit?" he wondered, crushing the end of the joint against the tiles of the roof. "No way, it has to be a dancing clown punk or there's no deal." He was somewhat worried for a second when she grabbed his finger, although the threat passed. "And I don't drive when I'm depressed. Hardly go out. I listen to Marilyn Manson."
"I know what I want to do. It doesn't have to be for very long." Jacob stepped onto the carpet and reached out a hand towards her to guide her onto it as well. Once they were both on, he pressed the rune on the carpet to raise it higher and higher slowly, until the school below them seemed much smaller than before. "Cool, right? The stars look so close. Aliens have a better chance of spotting us from up here."