Carol shrugged and started walking in the direction of the hotel. Was it disappointing? A little. But the more she thought about it, the less and less appealing it sounded. Sure, they were cute, but Goose was already a handful. And...he'd probably eat anything else she'd brought back to the bar. They were lucky the flerken hadn't eaten Peter's, actually.
Though, with his comment, she smirked and looked at him like he'd grown a second head. Which...wouldn't be that unusual around here. Well, where they came from, anyway. "Uh...are you saying Pancho's is not important? I think many would argue it's the most important part of our little community."
Of course, Carol wasn't paying any attention to the rustling int he grass behind them that had started following them back.