“-And that’s why I wanted Carol involved, if she were here, this would’ve never-“

“Right, right.”

Any moment now, he knew that, amidst the volley of airborne books, pillows and plants flying behind her head, the couch wouldn’t be far off.

“-she would’ve been on this waaaayy before it could even get close to this point, you know?”

An emphatic nod. A hum. Strong eye-contact.

Keep your eyes on me. Keep your eyes on me.

Do not turn around, please don’t turn around.

She blinked a few times, a strangled chuckle leaving her throat. “Right! She’d like use her tingly spider-senses to predict this before it could’ve had a chance to happen-“

She laughed here and he rushed to join her, a harmonious cacophony of ha-ha-has that he hoped covered the sound of the couch being launched from across the room.