She raised an eyebrow at the question, wondering if he remembered who she was talking to. “I don't pay for things, Bruce,” she scoffed, as if that was obvious. She selected two, sliding the third around her neck, admiring the feel of the heavy gemstone. “What serum stuff? Can I see it? Do you need anything?” she asked, snuggling against him again.
For the their part, the animals were smarter then they acted, keeping away from Bruce's notes, papers and the random bits left around the room, content to curl up and munch their purloined jerky. Enigma had made sure to get two trained animals, so that they could be trusted not to get into things in the lab.