Kimberly snorted.

"No. The microphones are how we get evidence."

A beat.

"The giant camera is how we pay rent."

She caught Liza scooting away and rolled her eyes.

"Oh, relax. I'm not actually feeding you to monster."

Another pause.

"...You are too skinny. Monster would complain."

At the question, Kimberly glanced toward the dark trees lining the road.

The playful expression faded for just a second.

"Hm."

She drummed her fingers against the steering wheel.

"Honestly?"

A shrug.

"With group of YouTubers trapped in van together for three hours, I'm not convinced the monster is outside."

Her eyes flicked to the rearview mirror.

"I think monster came with us."  (your not annoying at all im having fun )