He is a saxophone, a flute, an oboe, and it is both absurdly funny and strangely sad. In those same moments where life doesn't add up to days and nights, Stick can reveal the burdens of a simple life that has devolved into inertia. She just pours a can down a tube in her stomach, burps, and that's how she knows what flavor her dinner is. She can still smoke though. Gives her pleasure.
Smoke blurs out the day.
Fogs up her memory. Band-Aid, the cook, takes things in stride. Like all the characters, his nickname has more than one meaning. In the middle of everyone else's ups and downs. This one act, for mature audiences, delivers the laughs with an underlying pause to reflect.