<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img11.deviantart.net/bbd6/i/2013/256/a/2/hookah_girl_by_daul-d6m6rk5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kurat-ul-Ain Ali<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>April<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>A, Fa, F<br/><br/>Kurat smirked a bit as the woman sat down with her, though seemed to denied the offered pipe. Shrugging it off the girl simply returned it back to her mouth, letting it hang from her full, supple lips, every so often taking a few casual puffs, "Well fortunately for you you stumbled upon the right passed out beach bum, I have whatever you may need" she said, opening up her back pack, revealing an assortment of different substances, from bags full of weed, to jars of oils, pills, tabs, a variety of birth control, and even some testosterone blockers and enhancers for those who needed a more literal "chemical fix", "just take a peak in me magic bag of wonders, where there aint no edges allowed" she said, chuckling as the woman explained her situation, seeming to sympathize with her greatly, "Ya see that's where I'm comin' from. So many people want to just scramble their minds entirely, the way I see it I'd rather just ride smooth and mellow, here..." she said, digging into one of the side pockets and producing a little vial of syrupy fluid, "it's what I personally use, mixture of shisha (hookah tobacco) and cannabis oil. Smooth, sweet, relaxed, calm, just like the Buddha"  she said, "Works in a pipe, vaporizer, mix it in some brownies, hell it even works with those e-cig things if you're into that vapin' stuff" she said letting out a small giggle, "perfect if you wanna get faded on the quiet, shisha covers the smell, and it's mellow enough that you'll be able to carry yourself just like normal" she explained, "go ahead and take a sample if you'd like" she said, motioning to the hookah pipe, already loaded with some of the mixture, before going digging in her bag, "Now if it's party supplies you need, I'd probably go with sometin' a bit stronger" she said, pulling out three different bags of weed, "You got your Mary Jane, people love the nostalgic names, some Jade Emperor, chinese friend of mine showed me how to grow this stuff, and a sentimental favorite 'Machete Man'," she said, opening the bag and taking a deep wiff, the thick scent already filling up the tent, "It'll have ya sayin 'click-clack I'm comin' back'...heheh....sorry...inside joke..." she said with a rich, velvety chuckle, looking over at the girl expectantly, "So what can I start ya out with? Seeing how you're my only customer now I wouldn't want to make a bad first impression" she said, smoke blowing from her nose like a dragon, temporarily hiding her face behind a thin veil of white wisps.