He looked around, stared at her for a few seconds, then conceded, “Eight.”
She drives a hard bargain.
“For me and two of my buddies here. That’s twenty-four bucks?”
The man nodded eagerly, “Twenty-four.”
Hm, seems like a per-package deal. Unless that’s one gram or less per person, it’s a bit cheaper than I thought.
I don’t know drug prices. I think that’s a good thing.
She forked over a ten and a twenty and collected her change and three pills. She turned to me, “Open up. It’s ecstasy.”
…you sure about this?
I really doubt Taylor is.
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