"Party tricks." Alec snorted and finished off the joint. "It's all fun and games until you end up with voices in your head that periodically take over your body."
He poured himself another drink and drew one knee up to his chest, wrapping his arm around it and propping up his chin after taking a swallow. "I don't think he even likes me," he muttered.
"So what do you do? Or did you do, since it's hard for any of you to do anything now?"