"It doesn't sound crazier than anything else in this place," I toss over my shoulder as I open the cupboard, find us a couple of cups, and then go on the hunt for the tea and marijuana. They're both in porcelain canisters, and at one point I'd written "WEED, NOT TEA" in bold capital letters on the front of one. At the time, it had seemed like an error Ravi was actually capable of.

"Before you had the token, was it ever like this? Or is this something new?"