Not inherently bad, no. The lines get so blurred that it can be difficult to keep track or tell, but she has given him something better than any normal joke: she's given him, as she so often does, a sense of camaraderie, and of not being alone.

He exchanges his bottle for the napkin, glancing it over, understanding the implication that she was on harder drugs following her procedure. Just thinking about it on that level is enough to draw him in and make him want to know more, because this is the world he is the happiest to inhabit.

"Have you tried Morphling?" he asks, trying not to seem too eager to talk about what might be his favorite ever topic.