"Least want?" Jaime grinned, then shook her head slightly. She imagined it was probably for a prank of some sort, the way he'd phrased it. "Well, I have some stuff in boxes I haven't put out yet. Rubber rats and spiders and things like that. A spider in my bed would probably freak me out," she began. "Or even one wedged up in a corner. There's some toads too I think," she reflected, unsure if those had arrived. Or even been ordered; she'd gone through the lists a couple of times with adding and subtracting.
"Though I don't mind toads so much," she said with a shrug. "The warts they give you are kind of a downer," she teased. Then she wondered if he'd even heard that old wive's tale. Maybe it wasn't the same in England.
"So who's the lucky girl?" She prompted with a grin.