[ he. sighs, a little, realizing that he's been caught, when he looks back at date, and looks at the joint in his hands, and then moves like he's going to extinguish it, even if he mutters: ]

If your Earth thinks this is the kind of thing that needs to be regulated, then you'd faint spending an hour in the Eighth Galaxy. [ it's dryly, though, and he shakes his head. ]