Carlisle would ask what a car is and where they can find one, as he'd like for his experiment to have the optimal chance for success, but decides his room will be fine. Anchor probably doesn't have cars, much like it doesn't have paw plants for his tea.

"Potentially, yes," Carlisle reiterates, "though with my modicum of knowledge in glyphcrafting and any luck, I will be the only one getting 'high as fuck.'" He's just going to assume that means what he thinks it means.

He finishes the glyph after one more attempt, setting the mug with the middling amount of sap atop it. "Ready? Actually, would you prefer to do the honors? You seemed unsure if glyphs would work for you before. This one is fairly benign, and would be a fair test."