Regarding Blake with a cheeky grin, Caleb laughed. "Safe from what?" he asked, wondering what exactly his friend needed to protect the film from. He figured that there might be a little (read: a lot) of mess, so that must have been what Blake was talking about.

Feeling his cheeks heat up a little at the reminder, the younger boy pouted at his friend. "I had no idea that me getting dirty was so funny," he quipped, only realising the double meaning once the words had left his mouth. That only caused his face to darken more, and he found himself grateful for the distraction of Blake's request. "Garlic, bro?" he muttered, his eyebrow arching, "Bring it on."