"Brain's notorious for being the most jealous organ." She said with a nonchalant shrug, still perched on the railing, "Next to the kidneys of course, but that goes without saying."
Henn accepted the bite, tilting her head as she chewed, "Huh, unsurprisingly salt-pork-like." A shrug then, "Could probably stand to be cooked a little longer."
And then, realizing that he was in fact wearing a grass skirt she smiled, shaking her head, "Remind me to get you a kikoi the next time I'm out. And right now I'm feeling terribly overdressed." Because PJs did that when it was a grass-skirt party.