She scrunches her face and shakes her head in agreement, no, that's not a good option at all. She saw how much just wearing the man's jacket messed him up. Maybe she can offer to burn the cottage down too...

"Oh don't worry, haven't been doing much sleeping," Ava laughs sadly. "Peter offered to let me stay at his place... so." She'll spend every evening getting dragged away from it until Number 2 finally relents as some gesture of pity.

"... Put what in jello?" Ava's oblivious to this aspect of aspic food crimes.