Right, what was she thinking, can't let his guard down around some rocks and plants. She snorts fondly and accepts the offered coconut shell. "For sure, for sure. Forget I said anything." She knocks her shell against his in a lil toast before taking a sip, hip cocked elegantly like she's at the sort of party where the drink doesn't have a tiny umbrella in it so much as a bunch of shrimp lining the rim. Now that would be fancy. But this is honestly pretty sweet just the way it is? Loads better than most dreams in recent memory.

Eyeing the approaching cacti across the rim of her glasses, she hums consideringly. "So obviously I could blow these ugly ass pin cushions into next week before they get anywhere near us. But how about we have some fun first?"