Pot

Rock had enough marijuana for perhaps half a dozen hits. He found it in an ash tray earlier that evening, and now it was on the table in front of him and Loftus as they sat in a bar on Beale Street. Rock lighted a roach, pinched it between his right thumb and index finger and inhaled the smoke. He felt the buzz within seconds. Loftus said he was concerned Rock might be arrested, but Rock told him not to worry. Loftus said laws against pot were still in effect. "You could get deported," he said.
"No, Loftus," Rock said. "Nobody really cares about this stuff anymore. The cops have more important things to worry about."