Oh, well, this wasn't so bad. At least it wasn't the jungles of Vietnam filled with bullet fire and booby traps. Although, to be fair, Mary Murder, didn't exactly sound like a genial character, herself. "She sounds like Dolores Umbridge," Jennie remarked to scores of canned laughter. "What in the heck...?" Jen turned to look around the room and then to her two companions.
"Are we... Are we in a television show?" There was a DUN DUN DUN~ of organ music that swelled and then cut after her inquiry and Jennie jumped. Then more canned laughter. Jennie frowned and looked at the two boys with expressed sadness.
She gave a careful listen to all of the suggestions and just looked at him blankly. "Well, when you put it like that..." She deadpanned. "No, you dope! We have to be honest and just tell her that the cat died."