~big smiles to blythespirit for the popcorn and drink as I hand the candy jar to her~

*whispers- How menacing do you think he'll get with her? Or will he just sleep through the hissy fit and until it all blows over? Speaking of blows, maybe that'll be his choice. Floggers, canes, paddles, oh my!*

I do hope Mr. Dean's headache is better, no matter what.