"Imogene!" She glared at him indignantly. No way was she giving him an excuse to stick her with some godawful nickname! "And it's convenient if I can avoid getting caught, at least." She absently pulled out one of the filched cucumbers and wiped it off on her shirt - which was ineffective at best, what with how grimy her clothing was - and bit off the end. If he wasn't going to chase her off or anything, she wouldn't let him delay her breakfast.