[Woah, hey, no, when Maxim turns back to the journal, there will be a view of Gamzee tilting his head to the side, as though he could somehow get a better look by craning his head. He blinks at the beer, though, and then grins, shrugging. He doesn't have any, himself, though a little bit of digging will produce a small plastic baggie filled with green buds, which he holds up with a grin.]
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