Everyone waited to see what she would say.
"I'm not in the mood. I'm in the mood to mellow out instead." she announced.
Roger smiled. "Sounds like a plan. Wally, reel in the rope for now." he ordered.
"Let Ra... Ra... Randy do it," he said.
Roger turned on him. "I asked you to do it," he said firmly, "All right, all right."
Whatever Roger's bad qualities were. I thought, he was at least protective of Randy.
While Wally gathered in the rope and the skis. Phoebe opened a cooler that had no ice in it. She brought out a plastic bag and unraveled the string around it. Then she dipped into it and plucked out what was clearly a joint.
"Go slowly." she ordered as she distributed one to each of us, "We're getting low on our stash."
"You can have mine." I said, handing it back to her.
She looked at me with disgust, It makes me nervous to smoke in front of someone who doesn't." she said, and gestured at the others. "It makes us all nervous. You wanted to be with us. You had your mother be Dallas to get me to call you."
"I didn't ask my mother to beg."
"Well, you're here, and you're with us, so be with us or get out." "Get out?"
"Swim home," she said.
I looked shocked. I'm sure.
Then she laughed, "Forget it. I heard about the way you lived on naval bases, saluting everyone. You're about to get a real education now that you're in the real world." she said.
"I was in the real world."
"Anchors aweigh," she told the others, and lit her joint. They all lit theirs. too.
"What are you so uptight about. Grassy?" Roger asked me. "It's just a little pot. No big deal.'
"It's illegal, and it leads to other things."
"What other things?" Wally asked, He leered at me. "You mean sex?"
"No. I mean other drugs."
"So what did you Navy kids do for fun?" Phoebe asked. She was leaning back against Roger. Wally was now in Ashley's lap. "Play spin the bottle?"
"I don't mind playing that if it's strip spin the bottle," Wally said.
"Is that what you did?" Phoebe asked me quickly, sounding like a prosecutor in a courtroom. Everyone looked at me in anticipation.
"No, of course not."
"So, what did you do for fun, or are you just too ashamed to say?"
"Sta, sta, stop pick... pickin' on her." Randy suddenly cried. It turned everyone's attention to him,
"Well, look who's the knight in shining armor." Wally said. "He's right. I'm tired of it." Roger declared.
P
hoebe sat up and turned on him. "Is that so? Like what..."