"Oh, no, I was kidding about the puppies! I have no problems with animals. Well, I'm not terribly enthralled with the gremlins...

Don't touch the candle, do eat the food. I can do that."

Lisa takes the key and smiles. "Thank you, again. I'm going to go throw my stuff *she gestures to a large military duffle sandwiched underneath a cot* in the room and get myself cleaned up before I'm declared a biohazard and forced to leave school for good. I'll see you later?"