Oh Gee, I must be seriously uninformed. I thought pot heads listened to music and did not talk because they were in dream land and the music was too loud for any form of intelligent conversation. Maybe the talking happens after the supply disappears and the dope fiends start searching for a renewed supply.
Nah, you got no idea. Nice guess, though.
That, and lapsing into raving paranoia about scary trees and spiders in drain-pipes.