He stepped over to the bushes, ignoring the fallen teen at the doorway, and scratched his head. "Ehhh, did you see him get up at all?" Kevin looked back over the guy smoking, "because he isn't back here anymore." 

He knelt down and looked closer to the vomit on the grass, nearly gagging at the smell, he motioned to the ground before speaking. "I think I found the reason why it smells so awful out here."