Lola nodded seriously when Aria agreed with her about dungbombs and pointed out how they could get your fingers dirty. Finally, someone who understood her distaste for the prank. Lola wondered if Aria was a fellow germaphobe.

"You want to hit me with a Frisbee?" She didn't ask in an accusatory tone. It was an interesting idea. She pondered it. "Okay, good idea. I'll stand over here. Hit me wherever you like." Moving down the aisle, she stood with her shoulders back, looking straight at her co-conspirator. She wondered how much it would hurt.

Bring it on!