Jessica swirled the pesto around her spaghetti noodles, not even noticing that it was making her friend look a little green herself. She poked her fork into the noodles and twirled it around, getting a good chunk of spaghetti.
"You think? I feel like that would probably be terrible, but also possibly awesome. Would that be harassing the kid?" She ate her forkful of spaghetti, musing it over. "Hey Grant," she called over. "What's your policy on interrogating kids?"