You are playing your guitar on a street corner one dark day. You have been playing for change tossed into your Heiwlo (traditional Mollkin hat with attachments for the ear like growths on the average mollk head. You are only making about three bucks a week, but at least theres that. One day a mollkin named Froyd Lippilono hears you play and he asks if you would like to go to his place and smoke some weed. You jump at the chance. You have had backwash booze from bottle humans throw out and some cigerette butts, buts thats it. How does a mollkin afford weed anyway. Dude didn't have much, he explained he don't like to fly alone. You each inhale two hits of the fragrant smoke. Marijuana has a more profound effect on Mollkins, its more like L S D on humans. You break through a mental channel and the world seems very mystical. Lights shimmer. Froyd leaves tracers when he moves. You find it a very fascinating and spiritual experience.