"Sure." she added with a half smile, not really knowing the good it was going to do him. It was just a possibility, that didn't mean anything. She knew her Grams could come, but really, she didn't want her to. Not if she was coming back from the dead- that wasn't right. And if the manager started playing with her Grams life and death, Bonnie would most likely flip.
What was odder, the idea of actually having a sidekick, or what she was guessing his power. Bonnie glanced down to her plate, making sure she had no chicken of any kind, suddenly feeling a direct disgust toward the food. She could easily guess what this 'Moist's' power was, but really, she didn't want to think about. "Okay, ew." she said, scrunching up her nose. Bonnie could just imagine the response Caroline would have to that. "I'm officially never eating chicken again."