"Today is Saturday, Red," she said quietly.

This was...Dōjima sighed and leaned. Slightly. Reno was right there, and his shoulder was at the perfect height to be a good head-prop. All this thinking made her head hurt.

"I think I'm going to have to start quality checking your stash, if it's making you do strange crap like that. That's not - " healthy " - safe, Red. You coulda bonked yourself with that stick of yours."