At Aiden's comment, Joanie nodded. "It's...it's glorious." She rewound the movie again, watching the scene for one last time as Oliver commented on their fascination with carnage. Not tearing her eyes away from the movie, she simply threw a cotton ball in his direction. She didn't see it miss miserably, sailing over his head and landing on the floor somewhere. "It's so much more than that, you have no idea."
She paused, looking down at Aiden for a moment. "Aiden." She paused again. "Aiden. Aiden. What if we made one?" Her face lit up as she reached out, grabbing his shoulder and actively shaking it. "It's possible! If we just made a version of it, but smaller, we could make it! We could make a stake grenade!"