Sure thing, but I doubt that this chair's a hot commodity.

[alone for the moment, trini relaxes even more, leaning forward to grab a small side table and propping her feet up. she turns to regard kim as she hears the sound of the door opening.

she laughs at the kimberly's full arms as she settles back with everything she's gathered and only manages one raised eyebrow at the questionable location from which kim's fished the fork from.]

Nah. I'm more of a melon kind of gal. [a pause] Did you really just fish that from your underwear?