Okay, so... dyes, pillows. Pillowcases, plenty of bins to put the dye in... a garden hose. Some old clothing he was never going to be able to wear again. Tarps. Shrimp to try to distract the flamingos...
Jono squinted a little at the setup. He was pretty sure he had everything he needed in order to... probably mostly make a mess of Hannibal's yard. But that wasn't a bad thing, right? He was just... colouring pillows.
From a tree.
This was perfectly normal, right?
He toyed at the bandages on the back of his neck, and shook his head a little. What the hell was he getting himself into, anyway?
[OOC: Expecting one or two, but if you have any reason to wander into Hannibal's back yard?]
- Hannibal's Backyard, Saturday Afternoon