"Or Viagra," Sam offers, remembering how it was described to her. Roofies is her own likening based on the method of delivery: unseen, unspoken, and un-fucking-asked for. She isn't over it no matter how normalized it is in this town. "It doesn't knock you out, it just makes you really horny."

As they come up on the boarding house, Sam sees that a small crowd has congregated near the entrance for some unknown reason. Creative maneuvering of their linked arms becomes necessary to move between them. On the other side of it, she continues: "Anyway, it's only a problem if you ate anything." Which, it now occurs to her, is entirely possible. She did, before she knew better. "Did you?"