Well it's not a fucking pile of free diamonds, dumbass, get your head in the mystery bird game! At the idea that they're on some kinda fantasy Jackass she looks around suspiciously, ears perked for any sign of laughter or a recording device, but again, nobody's around, nothing happens. Did... do any of the kids like, own, a bird? No, right? She'd have noticed if there was another bird in camp. Besides the prissy one her brother is dating.

The bird of contention is getting visibly displeased with the two figures looming over it, joining their agitated chorus with its own offended peeping. She gets it; Taako's increasing lack of chill is kinda infectious.

"It's your store, Taako!" Which it only is when something's wrong with it. "You should fuckin know if you told anybody we're taking credit birds now!"