As you wander into the smoke shop looking for Robin, a familiar scent enters your nostrils and the sound of laughter fills the air. No one is visible in the store, but bluish smoke is emanating from a closed door. A tall guy in his forties emerges.      “Can I help you?” he asks.      “Um, yeah, I’m looking for a little redheaded girl,” you reply. Robin’s head pops out from behind the door. “This is my new friend Chuck!” she shouts.      “Wanna smoke a bowl?” Chuck asks, gesturing towards the door. If you smoke it, click here. If you say “No thanks!” click here.