Jack looked at Dane, who matched his gaze with an even one of his own. Then he looked back at Lana, and said, "Ugh, fair warning, I'm pretty sure she did her best to make them horrifying."

"Well, at least I'm ditching for work in fifteen," Dane mused, lifting a spoonful of cereal. "So if it's especially bad, I'll let you deal with it."

"Gee, thanks."