"Just about anything would be better with a dinosaur," Lennon agreed, moving into the room. He paused at the pencil rubbing station, because that was cool; he always agreed with little kids being exposed to art of any kind. Then he walked farther in, smiling as he saw Marco start climbing. Why the hell not? he decided when he noticed Felix removing his boots. He toed off his own shoes and approached to find a spot to climb on.
"We should at least ask," he said. "This wouldn't be a bad place to crash out some night." Climate controlled, indoor plumbing, soft spots to sleep, tons of taxidermied animals. Bomb-ass.