Leon quickly snatched it out of her grasp with a grin, forced the top to his mouth, whipped out his Zippo and lit up, sucking down down the potent drug of alice's choice's smoke. He let out a small cough before handing it over to Dmitri, shoving it against his chest. "Your turn! Take a'h hit, Dmitri! Before out gracious Cap'n comes back! Oi!" He'd shout, his grammar already seemed to be coming down from its seemingly daily high. Marijauna had a calming effect on the Britallian of the crew, to the point where you'd probably be able to understand the man. "Oi, Ana, I'm sure you do this a'hll the toi'me! Right!?"

(I'm coming back!)