Chapter 354

　　Tango

　　As Aero walked up to us with his mag light, I slid the joint back in my cut pocket.

　　"What's up, broski?" Turnip said. "We can't spark it up if it's in your pocket."

　　"Oh, we'll get to that," I said. "But first, I gotta ask you a couple of questions. You know, market research."

　　"Yeah m...