April opened her mouth to say that she didn't think she could get pot any easier than she could alcohol, but then faltered and reconsidered. How weird was it that it actually would be way easier to get her hands on some pot than it would a beer? But it wasn't like she could send Splinter out to the corner store for a six pack—

Why was she even thinking about this?

"Um. My friend's trying to fix him," she offered, which seemed pretty flimsy against Olaf's argument. "He's a genius. We're hopeful."