"Yeah, I'm sure that's gonna do it, Pam," Felix nodded a little indulgently at the idea of this Mickey ears, and suddenly feeling a little sympathetic for the poor little shits Pam would pop out.
"That's true," he added thoughtfully, because not only had Shark not been meant as a punishment, as far as he knew, she sure as hell hadn't even been meant for him. He'd swiped her fair and square. Logically he knew that didn't mean anything, but They hadn't bullshitted with any of the stuff he'd grabbed so far. "But I don't really thi-" he started, only to see the movement of something hopping away from him at his feet. He dropped almost all of his gear, keeping the net in-hand, and it took two swipes to actually trap the cricket mid-jump.
"No, no no no no no no, don't you fucking dare," he warned as the little insect made a few obvious attempts to jump back out again before he could close his fingers around the material just above it to trap it inside. "Shit, should we put all the crickets in the same one?"