As Lock playfully punched Carver, she playfully stuck out a leg to trip him. "Nah, if we do that, Jack will make us fish him back out again and nurse his ego as if her were physically injured, meaning [i]you guys[/i] will have to be close enough to listen to his lectures for an extended period of time."

She followed them down into the lair and tagged along wth Shock as she got various things done. "Debating," she replied. "Kinda like the ragged knee look, but it'd make it harder to hide stuff up there." She cackled. "Though after this whole fiasco, I doubt anyone would trust me to go anywhere without being patted down, anyway!"

When they stopped by the bedroom door, Carver cheerfully piped up, "Maybe you can use the scorpions to practice sticking to a script!"

The lightning and thunder crash helped clear the atmosphere just enough for the last few RRRRRR's to be heard in the distance. Carver [i]did[/i] fall over from laughing. "I didn't think he'd do it without me there directing him! Merry mayhem, I need to buy a whole [i]box[/i] of bone biscuits for Igor before we set everything off tomorrow!"