Avery smirked too, finding a pancake he could roll into a tube and bite into. "Maybe we do that," he replied, licking syrup off his hand. Oh yes, lying down again and letting his head come right sounded like the best idea, and doing it in bed with Lyra was a very tasty bonus.
"And then we split the hoard," he said, gesturing at the dollar Bill's floating around on the bedspread. "Fifty fifty, as agreed. Our first marital funds."