After one square couple makes a hasty exit, Bess the Acid Merchant hands out slips of paper and tells Roger to copy what his neighbors are writing. Then she informs everyone that she's now taken the stuff four times, "and every experience was more beautiful than the last." Her male friend? Husband? adds that he's going to stay sober so he can guide them and it's a good idea in theory, but you have to make sure to get someone trustworthy who's not going to succumb to screwing with the trippers, which really is not easy, I'd imagine. Jane admits to being nervous, so the guy gives her some advice she'd do well to take about a positive state of mind being essential to having a good time and Bess assures them they're in a nice, safe environment before passing out the stuff (thoughtfully coated on sugar cubes) and instructing them all to let it melt in their mouths. As they pop their doses, Roger tells Jane, "You always say I never take you anywhere," and I'll be interested to see if he's this witty when he's tripping balls. Jane puts Roger's arm around her, they settle onto the couch and then he regards the paper he wrote, which reads, "My name is Roger Sterling. I have taken LSD. I live at 31 E. 66th St., NY NY. PLEASE HELP ME." HA! I mean, that's an invitation to robbery or worse, but there's something hilariously touching about it too. Still, note or no note, I do hope the straight guy isn't going to let them out of the house.