"I like the sneakers," Lennon said after giving them a look-over. "I got a plant too." He waved a hand toward the pothos on his nighttable, tendrils growing down toward the floor. "Did you know you can put clippings from those in water and they'll grow roots? Seems like a room like this one with a lot of windows needs plants." Maybe that was something that made him feel more at home; his mom and dad's house had always had tons of them. He decided not to mention that he'd asked for lube too. That was most likely way more info than Marco would want.