[ And that catches Ian's attention enough to have him pause mid-way through twisting the top of an herb grinder. It's like he's checking for a second to make sure he's not getting screwed with — never heard of the Beatles — but no, this one actually seems legit. ]

Wait, so...

[ On comes the creeping absolute delight that only a stoner experiences when getting someone who doesn't smoke weed to smoke weed, particularly for the first time. ]

You, like. Arm wrestle sharks and blow up, I don't know, banks, and raid tombs and summon the Mummy on accident, but smoking weed is like...

[ A little gesture to his head, fingers out, explosion sound. Mind blown. ]