Much looked at her with a small degree of suspicion as he took another mouthful. Not a huge amount, because he couldn't believe that the Sheriff would send someone who laughed so much to infiltrate on his behalf. Maybe that was lazy thinking, but... it just didn't seem likely. She was probably just too stoned to remember he asked.
Much propped up his face with his hand as he let another explosion of pop rocks burst on his tongue and distract him. "I gotta buy some pop rocks for me," he said, wistfully, then smiled sneakily as he imagined sprinkling them over Tuck's cereal in the morning.