"Oh! That's an interesting idea," Pam said as she seemed to get her overflow problem under control. "I'll see what I can do about that. I'll ask Ivy, too!" She turned to face them again, letting out another squeak as she noticed the gun had moved, and she pointed her own gun at them once again. "Uh-oh! Better keep those hands where I can see them!" she warned playfully, though seriously enough. She didn't really want to shoot them again, especially with Edwin's head resting where she'd aim on Oliver if need be, but she would if she had to.
"I can't move my hands," Edwin replied lazily, though when he tried, he could lift his fingers a little. He tried to grin up at Oliver. "Look at that. I feel like there's a Princess Bride joke here. Did I make a Princess Bride joke last time?"
"Oh, look at that! That's good!" Pam cooed. "Well, then... Bye!" With the possibility that she'd be getting shot growing, she made a quick retreat back in the direction she'd come from.
Edwin tried to watch her go, but looked back up at Oliver when that became difficult. "And then there were two. You sure you don't just want to strap me to the back of your ATV until I can move again?"