( Huh. Go figure. He gives Rita an approving little scratch behind the ear — he doesn't really know Geralt, but Lucifer getting goo'd? Totally worth a scritch.

Rita immediately snatches the cup from Kyle and, with the fervor known only to ambitious raccoons, promptly stuffs the entire cup over her head in a desperate attempt to get her tongue to the very bottom so she can lick it clean. )

Hey- speaking of which, do you think could teach me... whatever it was you guys did? That stuff tasted exactly like Baja Blast jello, I'd totally love to make some more of that sometime. The only jello I can conjure right now is Hospital Red flavor.