Bonnie had somehow migrated herself across the area towards the pond, still entranced by the magic of this cavern. She didn't even think to question how they got there, how any of this could exist. She just choked it up to being 'magical bullshit' and went on her way. 

Just as Darnies approaches her and Neirie, the young vampire was inspecting a very colorful looking frog. She knew enough not to touch it, of course, but that didn't stop her from poking it with a blade of grass. Her head spun around at just the sound of the word smoke, face lighting up and in an instant, she was standing in front of Darnies. 

"Duuude FUCK yes. I haven't had jack shit since, well, this whole vampire thing's been keepin' me from gettin any cash money yanno. Weed's expensive n'shit." Bonnie commented, rubbing her hands together. She had no recollection of the conversation much less interaction Darnies had just had with the others, and Bo wasn't exactly the best at noticing social cues either. Though it came off more as down to earth than ignorant, she just didn't like to pester people to talk to her. She knew they'd come to her when they were ready, and they almost always did. Bo was always the therapy friend, or at least the hype woman. After all those times hyping up her friends at those school parties, she should get a job as a life coach or something. 

Regardless, Bo was ready for this blood weed. Whatever that meant, anyways. "Oh yeah, how the hell are ya gettin' like, blood into this shit? Does it make it taste better? Or - or, shit does it like make you MORE high? That would be so rad. Though this place would be a good spot for some shrooms, to be honest bro." The vampire rambled, glancing around the colorful cavern, moving some of her dirty blonde hair out of her face.