She popped open the jar of pickles and began to munch casually. "I know, I was tryin' very hard not to piss me pants laughin' at the very thought." She snickered. She gestured with her pickle hand, "These are magnificent pickles too." Crunch. She drank of the lemonade and sighed. The pickles helped with the richness of the eggs, and the lemonade did too. "Only thing missin' is ice cream to dip the pickles in, but I can do without. I'll get some ice cream tomorrow on a walk. Blame the babe for that one, that craving. I've never wanted strange things until now, though ye'll still never get me ta eat liver. Yuck."