"Right," Mikey agreed, deciding not to mention that he had been very minorly scared just a second ago.
"Have you seen the jelly?" he said, looking about himself and re-spotting the table. It was shaped to be like a castle. It didn't get much cooler than that. Plus if they went over there, maybe he could shove a handful in Pete's hair. And Ryland's - Ryland's shirt? His hair was a little too far up.