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He sat back. "True that..."
"Yeah," he responded. "There's some ponies in space, I think."
"Oh... Raven wanted to talk to some SOS sort of thing."
"You could try," he responded. "But I don't know who might answer..."
"I see," he replied, watching Asmo. "Stay strong!~"
"Oooh, must have been a strong hit..." He looked at Asmo and leaned back against the bar.
He flew up to the ceiling briefly and then hovered back down. "Pretty easy, actually. Just do what I did."
He looked up. "Yeah, I see you up there," he teased.
"Guess it didn't work here,~" he responded.
"Yep. Beat up downstem."
"Uh, you are laying down.~" He chuckled to himself again.
"I think he likes it," he chuckled, turning to Maya.
He widened his eyes, remembering that the downstem was old. "Wow... What you think?"
There was enough smoke in the chamber for Asmo to take. "You might like it after all..."
He started to light the bowl again. "Thank you," he responded.
"Whoaaaaaa..." he exclaimed as the smoke came into contact with him, before holding the bong over to Asmo. "Take some..."
He watched her take a hit. "How's it?~"
"Got it." He lit the bowl to produce only a small amount of what he would normally inhale and then yanked the stem out, sucking up the small...
He pulled off briefly. "I guess that means it's been put to good use.~" Heeding her warning, he put his mouth a couple of inches above the mouthpiece.
"How generous of you," he responded, before pulling out a lighter and holding the flame to the bowl with his mouth over it.
