Keegan forced himself to ignore the nickname again, moving over to lean on the counter himself. "There's tons of other things. Exploding powder dinner rolls, the note on the wall where the fist comes out and hits them - that's always a classic. Set up a bunch of those dark-activated noise makers."

"You're not losing your touch, Mari." He grinned at her. Mari losing her touch would be like him forgetting how to skateboard. "Besides. April Fools is in a few months and you can't miss that, right?"