"Yeah, that's fair." He gets it and really should have known better, getting a few stares back home himself. The dog plushie does peak Lucas's interest, though.

"A gift? From Friday or the Captain?" The question tumbles from his lips before he remembers his mission here; information! Which is just as quickly dashed, at least from a book stand point.

"Aw, for real?" Lucas whines, shoulders lumping. "No one keeps records on this floating tin can?"