Kiley generally didn't mind getting her hands dirty, but digging in the ground for worms did not sound appealing in the least. She had her coffee and she wanted to drink that and do this fishing thing and just... chill. She was still trying to decide whether or not she should message Marco again. He had left that hot chocolate outside of their door, hot chocolate which Chase had, of course, knocked over as soon as they left the room because Marco hadn't told either of them that it would be there. That had been annoying to clean up, but Kiley supposed it was the thought that counted. Maybe once she caught a fish or two she would see where her mood was and go from there.
"I call spear," Kiley said, raising the hand holding her coffee cup. "I'm fine with getting into the water. I look hot wet." She had no idea if she would be able to spear any fish but she would try. Hopefully the others would be better.