"Warsaw!" Kelso yelled in triumph as the final buzzer sounded on Jeopardy.

"Damn," growled Hyde.

"YES! The capital of Poland is Warsaw! I am the man! Ah ha, ah ha," Kelso hooted, doing a groovy victory dance in front of his opponent.

"Stupid geography," grumbled Hyde. "Naming places is just separatist government crap to incite racial and class prejudice anyhow. Oooh, I live in Warsaw and you're just a Polish villager! Bastards."

"The fact remains that Kelso has just blitzed you at Jeopardy which means you, my friend, had better start polishing up your wing tips," Eric summarised with his smarmiest smile.

"Oh, Steven, I can't believe we will finally ballroom dance together," an excited Jackie said. "And I owe it all to you, Michael," She slipped her arms around Kelso's waist and squeezed hard.

"Anytime, Jacks," Michael replied, returning the pressure. Warning bells went off in Steven's head at Kelso's theft of Hyde's nickname for his girlfriend. He did not much care for the physical contact between them either, which triggered memories of the Jackie & Kelso years when they were joined at the lip.

Leading Jackie away from her ex, Hyde said "OK, how did you just do that? Was Donna feeding you the answers? Are you wearing a wire?"

"You are so paranoid, man," Kelso laughed. "I don't know, it's like all that stuff I learnt in school and out of National Geographic mags was just coming back to me. It's like my brain is that computer on Get Smart where you ask it any question and it just knows all the answers."

"Really?" Fez said hopefully. "Quick, Kelso computer, what is the formula for a love potion to make Fez irresistible to women?"

"That'd be 5 gin and vodkas and a complete lapse of judgment," Hyde interjected. "Now why don't they ask relevant questions like that on Jeopardy?"

"Don't whine, Steven, it is most unbecoming," Jackie said. "Obviously, my little theory about pot use was correct."

"Yeah, sure," Hyde agreed derisively. "So, Foreman, shall I cut you off for a month? Should give you enough time to make the Packers tryouts."

"Nah, I'm more of a Space Invaders man myself," Eric replied. "Those footballers may have the muscles and footwork going for them, but if aliens attacked its your truly they'd come running to. 'Oh Eric, please save us with your finely honed joystick skills', they will beg."

"One good thing about this crappy turn of events, we can get things back to normal at last," Hyde said, reaching into his pocket for a brown paper bag. "Come on back to the circle, Kelso and Jackie. It hasn't been the same without you." Truth be told, he had especially missed having Jackie's fine young body nestled against him in the circle, which had somewhere along the way become a key factor in achieving his high. They had come close to fighting when she told him she was quitting to support Kelso, but he was as wary of conflict as Jackie these days and he had reverted to zen to cover his annoyance at her decision.

"Uh, yeah, I don't think so, man," Kelso replied.

"Say what?"

"Yeah, I think I'll just say no."

"What, you're going all after school special on me now?" Hyde asked in disbelief.

"Come on, man, I went through hell giving that stuff up," Kelso said. "I think Jackie has a point, that stuff is really not good for me. I don't want to wake up 20 years from now and find I've turned into Leo."

Eric shuddered. "There's a cautionary tale for you."

"Hey, Leo was a great guy," defended Hyde. "He's the only old dude I ever knew who wasn't always riding your ass about something."

"Leo was easygoing alright," agreed Donna, "but I think it had less to do with a philosophical outlook and more with the cloud of smoke he lived in. Hey, I loved the guy too but there were some days he couldn't even remember your name. Hell, sometimes he didn't know his own name."

"Exactly," Kelso agreed. "I've thought about this – yes, I said 'thought'" – in response to the astounded looks – "and I believe there are some people like Leo and me that can really get knocked around in the smarts department by pot. And I like this new feeling of knowing what everyone is talking about instead of feeling like a Jamaican limbo dancer with everything going over my head."

"Fine, go and join MENSA, then. More weed for the rest of us," Hyde snarled. "Come on, Jacks. I'll start you up. Who's got the lighter?"

"Actually, Steven," Jackie began cautiously.

"Damn! Not you too?" Hyde asked incredulously.

"It's just that... well, to tell the truth I've never really liked smoking. The smell gets into my clothes and hair and those chocolate cravings afterward makes me totally break my diet. I was mainly doing it because all of you guys were and I wanted you to think I was cool. Especially you, Steven. But now it's time I grew up and started thinking for myself. So I'm giving it up for good." She gave Hyde a look that pleaded for his understanding and acceptance.

Silence descended on the basement at this latest development. Hyde struggled to mask his feelings of betrayal and fear at this new alliance between Jackie and Kelso. With the help of his sunglasses, he kept his face impassive so he didn't know why all his friends were looking at him like he was a freaking time bomb. Calmly, he returned the paper bag to his pocket, walked to the basement door and exited the room, slamming the door behind him. Fez ran to the door, calling up the stairway "Wait, don't go! The rest of us don't want to think for ourselves!" He turned accusing eyes onto the two abstainers. "What have you done to Hyde, you sons of a beetch!"