She frowned and jabbed the fry in her hand a little harder than she had intended when he mentioned Fabio by name. Fabio! ugh!
"Only....only hairy people join Fabio's crew!" It had taken her a moment to think of something mean enough, and even then, the results were not spectacular. Still, she smirked as though she had said something delightfully clever.
"You can sit on lobby floors, or in basements. That's where Agent Gibbs built his boat. He got it out somehow, too. I don't think I'll ever find out how. It's just like trying to figure out how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop. I tried once, but I lost count."
She stacked more fries onto her creation and gave him an odd look. "I can't just move it. It would fall apart. And if I left it, someone would throw it away, not realizing how important it was. And Fabio would win." That couldn't be allowed to happen!