She watched him, a giggle erupting from her as he ran with the joke. She shrieked when he grabbed for her and dissolved into giggles again, her shoulder bumping up against his. "I'll have to start carrying snacks in my bag for you," she teased. "Candy bars, trail mix, the occasional knick-knack. They really should have warned me."


Her giggles subsided to a big smile. "I'm very much attached to all my fingers," she wiggled them at him, "so I must insist. Maybe you can find some Twizzlers and pretend."