Reggie slid his phone closed and tossed it somewhere above his head on the bed. He'd just made his first deal of the year and he was barely moved in yet! Of course, it was Allie, so she'd get a bit extra and he'd probably offer to smoke a joint with her or something, too. But whatever. Allie was probably one of his best friends and he just couldn't say no to the girl.
He looked around, checking to see that his roomie were out. Well, checking to see that Elek was out, at least. Toris would probably be too timid to say anything and he doubted highly that Willem would do much other than ask if he could join them. He wasn't exactly saying Elek was a snitch, but until he knew he could trust him not to say anything, he was definitely not letting him know he was a dealer.
So, satisfied that he was indeed alone in the room, he started getting the sack together for his friend/client. He prided himself on growing the best weed in Jamaica, and that was certainly saying something. He chalked it up to his chlorokenisis, since he could easily manipulate the plant into not growing any seeds and having thin, sparse stems. THC levels he could tweak a bit, but mostly he had to take care of that the old fashioned way. But still, he prided himself on his pot.
Now all that was left to do was wait for Allie and light up a join of his own in the meantime.