Sasha audibly gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. "What? In the grand scheme of things, this wasn't the worst thing that could possibly happen to anyone. Sasha, however, made a big deal about it... because it was Nico. "Oh my gosh, that's terrible! How did you get out of it?" She was biting her lip now in concern. He had obviously suffered a traumatic experience.
Sasha was still too preoccupied by Nico's near arrest that she didn't notice the way Nico's voice drifted into the land of uninterested. She nodded proudly. "Yes, we're friends, because..." She looked around the house, sort of like Harriet the Spy making sure there was no one around (which was silly as this had already been established at least four minutes ago). "Can you keep a secret?" She didn't wait for him to answer.
"We both like... Stuffed. Animals. Specifically popples."