"Of course not." He almost sounded semi offended by it, but it didn't go any further then his tone as his lips curled back to their casual, charming curl.

"Well, heroin is not smoked or ingested, rather injected. We will heat the powder to a liquid, pull it into a syringe, and put it in your arm. Like giving blood, but in reverse."

Box in hand, ribbon draped over and through his fingers, he gestured her back over to the pillows.

"A little more work, but significantly better an experience."