"We do!" Jo nodded before running past Kenny and into the kitchen, where she opened up the cupboards - well, ones she could reach anyway - and began looking through them. While she was busy doing that, Kenny just glanced at Ella with an annoyed look.
"That doesn't mean shit. You can open the fridge, can't you? It's not that hard for a... however the fuck old you are." He actually wasn't sure, but they couldn't be much older than five. Before he could try and guess, though, he felt something bump his leg and he turned to see Jo holding a cooking pot by the handle.
"I couldn't find a jar, so we're making a swearing pot instead," she told him and Ella. "So, since you swore ten times, you need to put ten dollars in here."
Kenny just scoffed. "Yeah, right," he rolled his eyes before walking past the two girls and flopping on the couch. This fucking sucked.