Ben took the file out from underneath the table, and looked it over, "Huh, not bad." 

He didn't think that it would be that bad, but it was better than the worst case scenario. 

She's been smoking since she was five. It started with a cigarette, and then by the time she was her current age, it switched over to weed. All I can really say is that Sarah smoked a shit ton of weed and cigarettes, 8 cigarettes a day and 23lbs of weed a week. She was addicted to the feeling, to say the least.

She was homeless at the time because the villains were moving around a lot, plus her sister kicks her out a lot for annoying the babies. So she ran into a bunch of guys, taught her the ways of a pimp/selling drugs, and basically she makes a shit load of money now, so she really doesn't need the inheritance money she's going to receive soon.

~mama_kurogiri

"Man, this is better than expected. I can work with this," Ben smiled. He had read a lot about smoking rehab practises, and judging by Sarah's character, he could work it out. Somehow. 

Sarah frowned, watching him in confusion. What was up with him? 

He made himself even more comfortable before he began, "Okay, I've seen your backstory on this entire smoking thing. Before anything else, though, I want you to know that I am proud of what you're doing. Making the first step is rarely easy." 

Sarah rolled her eyes, a bit irritated by this, "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Get over it." 

Ben had to look away to hide his grin. She was melting. The thawing was too slow for his taste, but he didn't mind, "Alright then. Anyway, you need to get the nicotine out of your blood. So, first step is throwing out the weed-" 

Sarah was already doing that, dumping it into his trashcan as she turned back, "Done." 

Ben couldn't even say anything to refute that statement. He was just too used to it, "Right. Anyway, I got you some gum to chew on when the tendencies come back." 

"Really? How good?" 

"They're normal bubblegum," he scratched his head sheepishly. "But they should work out for you. As for the drug stuff, though, we may have to take it away from you. Fuyuhiko and Keita are already working on stopping it." 

He held a hand out when Sarah's mouth was an inch from opening wide, "I know that we didn't discuss this, and I am sorry. But you can't surround yourself with that kind of thing. Your old comrades will be put in rehab as well, so don't worry about doing this alone." 

Sarah's mouth closed, and she could only exhale as she asked, "Do I not get a say in this?"

"Nope, you don't," Ben cheerfully grinned. 

"Whatever. Just tell that Fuyuka guy and Peta Bread that they should watch out, Poin Dexter. They're not to be taken lightly." 

"Will do, Sarah," he couldn't help smiling at the small smile that appeared on her own lips. This was progress, he supposed-

"But why do that? It's not even related--" 

Ah, never mind.