"Oh boy, he is going to turn into a Mr. Pecky, isn't he?" Pam said, looking at the rooster, before making a face at Kiley. "That's not his name, I didn't just name him." Except it secretly was his name now. Oops.
Not wanting to dwell on the naming or not naming of the rooster, Mr. Pecky, Pam watched the beam of light again, looking for cameras along with Kiley. "Well, maybe one of these rocks has, like, a camouflage panel, so we can't see the camera behind it. Ooh! We should, like, check for soft spots. Maybe it's not all cement, and there's a hole or something." She moved closer to the nearest wall, running her hands over it, pressing into it every now and then.