"I don't doubt that you have," Pam told Lana, recalling the conversation they had had when the girl woke up. She gave her a friendly squeeze on her arm as she sat next to her. And the pizza was good, and if more people didn't arrive then she might just be going back for seconds.
"Well then I'm glad you're alright," she told Oliver, before cooing happily at Bearbear, even as he disappeared under the table. She had helped Marco with a little training, but that was all going to take a while. She knew Bearbear, at least. "So cute," she sighed, before nodding. "Actually, I did smell, like, grass earlier? I wonder if maybe I should have put something different in my answer this morning, like cotton candy or something."