Sarah made a face at Toby. "Oh, yeah, squirt? Well, wh-mmph." She had underestimated the aiming skills of her baby brother, as evidenced by the face full of silly string she'd just gotten. Yuck. And then adding not-injury to mostly-affected-insult, she was being webbed.
The first shot past her legs and she turned to smirk – only to get hit square on the elbow with the second, effectively leaving her one handed when the web wrapped around elbow and torso.
"Not cute, Petrelli!" With that declaration, she dived for the bodypile to douse him with silly string before he phased through the floor or some other retribution-avoidance tactic.
Silly string dangling from his ear, Monty lunged for Simon's can, at first to get Simon back, but then – as the tide turned – to be the one to get his uncle instead of Simon. "Gimme!"