"You know that's why they sell lighter fluid in the grill section right next to the charcoal, right?" Araña asks, bemused. She's in a new costume, that's really more of something comfortable enough to wear outdoors that she's managed to pull together - black bike shorts, black sneakers, a black lycra top with a white stylized spider design on the front, and a black domino mask. It leaves her metal arm visible, but since she's been trying to keep it hidden out of costume, she feels like it's a safe enough move. (Not that the Trailblazers won't all fucking recognize her...) Tommy's got Matilda, and she figures the guy trying to light the pit is most likely to be the dumbass who thought this was a good idea.

She kind of hope his optimism plays out, if only because she doesn't look forward to hustling M out of there if things go south.