Phunky let out a dry, unexpected chuckle.
"Ambush?" she shook her head, "Too much planning. Not much time."
Mika glared at her. "Then what's your big idea?"
Cal and Kevin exchanged annoyed looks. "And this, is the part where they start arguing like five year olds." Kev whispered.
Baby placed her hands on her hips. "Will all of you just stop?!" she declared angrily, "You're complaining about the little time we have, yet you're wasting it by arguing?"
The room became eeriely silent. Mika bit his lower lip and gulped.