"Okay, but no blowing up the kitchen -- I don't think they'd appreciate us doing that very much. Plus I kind of like my kitchen the way it is." She grinned. "We can blow your kitchen up, though."
A pause.
"Waitaminute, Stone's my neighbor," she said slowly, as if an idea were coming to her. "Okay, never mind. We can blow my kitchen up and harass him."