For a second, the suggestion sparked worry -- probably the same sort of worry his family felt whenever something went wrong in his life and they knew he'd inevitably turn to a line for solace. But TJ sympathized with that need. What TJ told himself when that flicker of nerves gripped him was that it was Elliot's choice in substance. From the start, he'd told TJ coke wasn't his thing.

He shifted where he sat, pushing a hand in his pocket for the vial he always kept on hand (just in case, he told himself). "Yeah, man. Here," he held out the vial with a half-hearted smile. "Where do you keep the rest of your supplies? I'll get them."