Sam started talking funny again and I got the message this time. We were sitting on the sofa smoking a joint when he slid his foot over and pressed it against my foot. I pressed back and we moved closer to each other. He asked me if I wanted to party, really party. I said I wanted to party all night, all the way. He said he wasn't sure what I meant, but that he wanted to do something, and wasn't sure if I wanted to go along with it. I said, Go for it.