"Sadly, I didn't spend my time at school learning how to do that," Ravi says with a sad shake of his head, though it would be nice to be able to let loose and just sort of party hard. Not that he really ever parties on a regular basis, so much as in a controlled scientific environment with a watchful friend nearby to ascertain how Utopium affects you.

He really is fun at parties.

"I've seen far too many acid trips gone wrong to think that sounds exciting," he admits, trying to tug his sleeves a little longer. "What if the hail doesn't stop?" he asks, unable to get his mind off it. "Do you think we're in trouble?"