Sarah wriggled atop the pile, yanking the last can of silly string she had out from the front of her shirt. The cap flew off to the side and then she liberally sprayed Peter, Simon and Monty, distracted from any clues as to the deal being made between Peter and Toby.
"C'mon, gimme!" Monty demanded one more time of Simon, carelessly climbing over or kneeing Peter as he tried to get his goal.
"No, mine!" Simon said, aiming the can again at Peter, though he switched targets when Sarah gave him a face full of silly string. "Eww, gross!"