"You can use it if it's just us, but just know if anybody happens to come around and hear you before tonight, I'm emptying the cricket case into your bed," Felix promised without any heat, giving up on a partial reply to Lennon, feeling oddly weird about it, and shifting to the network post to see the list of things they needed to grab as they continued to eat, grabbing a piece of orange. "I know I shouldn't say this, because jinx, or whatever, but I'm really glad there aren't flies on the list. Those little fuckers are gross and hard to catch. I think we can handle this shit. But if we ever have to do this for lizards or something, I'm calling dibs on this," he waved a finger between himself and her, then finished off the last few bites of his cereal. "Lemme toss the bowl into the kitchen and I'll be ready to go. Did you see where that fluttery asshole that got away went?"