"I wasn't sleeping..." Shagg groans, thick smoke pouring from his mouth an nose as he slips his pipe into his jacket pocket. He looks to the silhouette of Emma, and motions to the six pack next to the flap.<br/>"Brought beer. If that's not your bag..." Shagg brings out his pharmacy of unmarked bottles, "Got pain killers, speed, weed and acid...Help yourself." He says and sets the bottles down on the floor of the tent, and unstraps the guitar.<br/>"You like Kansas?" Shagg asks and starts strumming 'Dust in the Wind'...