"Of course." Rude snorted lightly and smiled. He reached in his pocket, pulled out a roll of antacid tablets and handed it to him. "So you can't blame me later." All this festival food was bound to give them indigestion at some point, and now he can't pin it on him. Rude had done his part to ensure he didn't get ill. The rest was on Reno.

It was definitely nice to have some down time to celebrate.