main muse: Rhea Malloy (Doe)
featuring: uh, Pet Human Ken(tm)
"As I was saying," Rhea said between bites of fish stick, "Wilson's too stupid to realize anything. You've got nothing to worry about. The idiot couldn't realize if someone burnt his grilled cheese."
"Rhea, you know I have reason to worry." Ken paced around the kitchenette. "Out of all of us, I'm the one with the most risk of getting caught. For Christ's sake, I'm visiting you in your damn house."
"And the cameras are still looped from the last time you were here, and the time before that, and the time before that, and the time- Oh that's new, hello."
Rhea cocked her head at the lights dancing in the living room, then cocked it the opposite direction as people appeared in the lights. "Gotta say, even for me this is a first. And I'm a fish god."
"For the love of all that is holy you can't keep saying that to strangers," Ken sighed, drawing his gun. "Who are you, and how did you get here?"