Cath: Gil?
Gil: <grinning>
Cath: Gil?
Cath:....
Cath:....
Gil: <grin gets wider>
Cath: Okay Gil, spit it out. What is so entertaining to you?
< a small beetle sprouts from Gil's mouth, legs flailing >
Cath: Okay....
Cath: Cute Gil.....
Cath: .....
Cath: You did not just take that beetle from...