Pharmaceuticals. [He echoes in a tone that has just this side of a knowing sound to it. And maybe he's wrong. Some people really are into all that new wave health stuff. Hell, he had subscribed to some of it in the 60's, himself, even. But...] Right. That'd be handy.
[A beat. A smirk.] And if we happen to find some weed along the way, I really won't be complaining.
Yeah. I figure I wasted all that time in school, I may as well put it to use.
[ Besides, he's better in situations like this when he has something to throw himself into. He doesn't really like to think about his problems. But, you know, who does? ]
[ Can you imagine? The thought alone makes him want to barf, because he's had more than his share of agriculture in his life and he doesn't need to be throwing himself into a life of it. ]
I took a bunch of classes in the mystical properties of plants so we could plant our own garden and make the most amazing cocktails.
If you can find me some vodka then I would gladly impart my mixology wisdom. As it is, I'm not really into the idea of growing my own potatoes and trying to distill them or whatever. I'm a consumer, not a creator.
[ He wishes he had his flask on him. He wonders if his flask would even work here. ]
I keep hoping some will appear in the general store downtown, but, alas... [He spreads his hands in a wide shrug. He's only been here a few days, yet, but... a guy can hope, okay?]
I'll start getting worried when I start to think that drinking listerine is a good idea.
[ Because Eliot has standards, even if they're questionable at best. Still - an addict's gotta do what an addict's gotta do, right? ]
At least there's cigarettes. It's my last thread of sanity.
[ That, and having something to do. Eliot can focus on digging up plants and providing a needed service and he won't even realize too much that he's missing booze. ]
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[A beat. A smirk.] And if we happen to find some weed along the way, I really won't be complaining.
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[ And absolute dream, really, and just what this whole town needs. But Eliot's not going to get his hopes up. ]
I thought I'd really tap into my potential witchiness, you know?
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He grins as the other comment, though.] Nothing wrong with that. Herbal remedies are better than none at all.
[Hell, in some cases, they might just be better.]
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[ Besides, he's better in situations like this when he has something to throw himself into. He doesn't really like to think about his problems. But, you know, who does? ]
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[ Can you imagine? The thought alone makes him want to barf, because he's had more than his share of agriculture in his life and he doesn't need to be throwing himself into a life of it. ]
I took a bunch of classes in the mystical properties of plants so we could plant our own garden and make the most amazing cocktails.
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[ He wishes he had his flask on him. He wonders if his flask would even work here. ]
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[ Because Eliot has standards, even if they're questionable at best. Still - an addict's gotta do what an addict's gotta do, right? ]
At least there's cigarettes. It's my last thread of sanity.
[ That, and having something to do. Eliot can focus on digging up plants and providing a needed service and he won't even realize too much that he's missing booze. ]
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I guess they had to give us at least one vice to hold onto.