Party all but rolled his eyes, but it wasn't because he was fed up with the girl he'd now nicknamed Tumbleweed. It was more because he had had the exact same process, the same thoughts, and it was as ridiculous coming out of her mouth as it did his.

If he was capable of smiling he would have at least smirked, but he settled with snorting, shaking his head.

"Look alive. It sounds like a bunch of guano but it's true. Mostly. Apparently it's hamsters. Just wait for me, alright?"

He pauses, tilting his head. "And it's Poison. Party Poison."