That pulls a scoff of a laugh from her.

"Oh please," she replies, crossing the room to pick up her bag and cram a few things into it. A beer, a can of beans, two spoons. "They're just lucky it's the one thing I have a mess of experience with, and if they want to act stupid about it, it's their lesson to learn."

God knows she did. But it does feel nice, knowing it won't be as hard of a lesson. Here, they've had warning.