That got a lopsided smile out of Dib, who carried his books under his arm with him. "I've heard stories about her. It would be on par with that, though I'm not holding out much hope that Gir will be anywhere near a functional member of society ever. Sane would be pushing it." He leaned against the counter once they hit the kitchen, and stood aside for her to have room to work.
"Now you've got me wondering what would happen if we locked them in a room together."