((Ahahaha. XD I thought you were talking about getting high with a little help from his friends.
--mustard!! Oh, yes. John could live off of nothing but mustard for days on end... But he couldn't let his secret out. That would ruin him!
Eventually, John and Paul stumbled across each other.
"Hey, Paulie, you got the stuff?" John asked.
"Oh, yeah, sure. this must be serious since you're resulting to mustard like this. I thought you had given it up once and for all, John," Paul sighed, pulling mustard from a pocket inside of his jacket. John just ignored him, snatching the bottle and squirting some of it into his mouth.
"Do you know where that lovely producer woman went to, John?"
"No, not at all. Now that you mention it... She didn't come back from Nowhere Land with us, did she?" John said between gulps of mustard.
The others walked over the the two Beatles as John secretly slid the mustard back into Paul's jacket.
((This is too weird. o___o))
"So," Bianca started. "Then she could have taken the furniture!"
"And the cake!" cried FNU.
"The fiend!" shouted George. "She could be working with Jeremy on all of this."
"We should find out where they're hiding," Ringo pointed out.