Lila laughed as she wandered up the next aisle. "The responsible assholes. There aren't many of them. Just do something to get Pam to start shrieking. That'll get everyone's attention." She grabbed a bag of Skittles to check the expiration date. "As for the blood... I'd say use your own but the responsible assholes might ask to check everyone for noticeable cuts. I don't know. I'm going to assume that fish blood stinks. Are we sure there aren't any other animals in this place? Although that might put us on the track to becoming serial killers." She slipped the Skittles into her back pocket. "I'd love to get those monsters out though, closer to the lodge where everyone can see them. Fuck, I want to see them."