Ryan nodded to David as he helped him up, then smirked as he tried to threaten them all. "Just make sure you look out for the bush on the way to silencing us." He looked around at everyone around the RV, giving a partial wave to each. He was sure he could have said hello, but since they all already seemed to have said their greetings as well as started to hang out, a wave seemed more suitable to the situation. 

As Ryan walked over to the RV, he lifted up his bag, and pushed it into one of the RV's outer storage compartments that weren't full. He glanced to one of the bags and saw a fishing rod, "I knew I forgot something... I should have brought a fishing rod..." He frowned, sighed, and stepped away from the vehicle. "Whatever, not going home just for a fishing rod." He looked through everyone else there, "Anyone else bring marshmallows? Sounded like a good idea, so I got some yesterday." He pointed a thumb back towards his bag that, inside, contained a small bag of marshmallows, which was probably enough for one or two nights of roasting, he guessed.