My eyes tried to adjust to the light provided by the dozens of lava lamps. Who were all these people lounging on bean bag chairs? Gary had no idea who they were but he burst out in song

Yes, indeed, all I really need . . .
(Is good lovin')
Gimme that good, good lovin . . .
(Good lovin')
All I need is lovin' . . .
(Good lovin')
Good lovin', baby.

Timothy Leary asked them if they were experienced, and did they want to turn on, tune in, drop out? Suzanne said sure, but Gary became worried and asked "what's with the purple haze? There must be some way out of here". Suzanne looked around, peering through room, illuminated with black light and finding it difficult to move to the groove in her saffron colored Hari Krishna robe she began to pass out copies of the "Watchtower"