Kai was glad to see Jack's dog had come out, and she finally set a wriggling Figaro on the floor so he could bound over to the other pup to get acquainted, and probably play.
"My make-up," she answered, setting the case down and shaking out the sheet. "And I have a shit ton of it, alright? We're going to use it to write a message on the sheet, big as we bloody may, and we're gonna put it across the windows. Sound good?"