"By the way," said Ms. A, her voice rising above the noise of the street, "all that groping and tonguing up on the hill. It was intentional. I inserted an Aphro-Dionysiac into your mouth. It was such a small microdot, you didn't even realize it was dissolving into your system. This particular batch is very strong. Your entire psyche should be bursting into brilliant pebble-particles by now..."