Clover's eyes widened. The last time Bram had thought up a plan, it hadn't ended so well- but then again, no one knew Clover had lied (he still felt bad about that, though) and he'd gotten a new coat in the end anyway, so maybe Bram had been more clever than Clover had thought. "What kind'a plan?" he asked, looking at the older boy with a curious and slightly-wary gaze.