Greg leaned across the bed to reach over to the table- as small as the room was, it was easy enough for him to snag the few plastic baggies, looking them over. He tasted the powder, eyes widening for a second, before a small smirk appeared on his face.
"I've got a place in DC, paid for, that you can use. Or if you were really looking to turn this into a buddy flick, I'm shopping for a place in New York. I'm in Chinatown, right now," All he'd had the money for, at least on him when he'd paid.