Yeah, I thought about that, Reefer Rogue. The only reason why paranoia hits us, is because it's illegal and we're afraid of getting caught.

Anyway, I'd do B. first. "Hey, mom. Weed has helped me with MY problems, lets see if it can sort YOU the fuck out. Take a hit." Then, I'd go out uptown on the square (the hangout) and smoke a big ass bowl (just to be different, ^_^) at 1 pm in front of all the adults and cops and all that.