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"I'm not sure," she told him. "I don't think I'd steal from you."
He grinned. "I know."
"Of course," he said, giving her a kiss. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"What kind of question is that?" she asked teasingly. "You probably wouldn't even know if I took something from you."
"Nerdy," he mumbled.
"I don't think so," he said. "I won't let that happen."
"Nuh uh, Curnow, the trick to being a good thief is not letting them know who did it."
"That's a good thing. We can watch then."
"We definitely will," he said. "No doubt about it."
"It says I am a victim," she stated, before pointing at him, "and you're the accusor."
"I can't argue with that," he said, sitting on the branch.
He chuckled, looking down at his book. "We should sue."
"This is definitely a false warning," she said with a nod. "I claim discrimination."
"That would make sense," he said. "Maybe they are near a food source too, though?"
"Maybe there are hidden cameras," he teased, "and they are watching our every move."
She squinted at him, ber lips pursed. "How dare you ever accuse me of stealing."
"Maybe it's just a really nice tree," he suggested playfully.
"But they wanted to ruin us," he pointed out. "Not just separate."
She nodded, keeping close to him. "Yeah."
"I just never thought about it." He tilted his head.
