"Nope."

Well, he tried. "We have a lot of farmers in Romulus." 

She has gone back to the silent treatment.

He smiles. "You're the first human not to giggle when I say the name. Nobody will tell why it's so funny!"

"I think it's in a movie or something."

"Never really seen movies."

"Can I call my friend, please?"

"You aren't gonna make the phone blow up or something, are you?"

"...What? Phones don't blow up. I just want to talk to him."

"...Okay. But be quiet about it."

He brings her a phone.

She calls Danny. "Hey. It's me."

"Hey, Gren, sorry I haven't checked my messages yet."

"Well I just had a random thought and wanted to tell you... Remember when you told me about game theory?"

"Yeah. People in jail asked to turn the other guy in, Batman stuff."

"It works the other way 'round too. After you read your texts, you should tell your mom and aunt and Terence and that doctor vampire about it. I mean all of them."

"Is something wrong?"

"Yep. I can't explain at the moment. And, uh, I pick staying loyal in the game theory question you asked me earlier."

"...I'll call back later."

"Yeah. Just read the texts."

She hangs up and looks ever-so-slightly smug. "Thanks for lettin' me call him."

"Daddy says hospitality is important."

"I wanna take a nap, you got a bed around here?"

"I've got a blanket pile."

Gren sleeps crankily on the blanket pile.

Danny meanwhile is trying very hard not to destroy everything in sight in a fit of blind panic and rage. He takes a few very deep breathes and goes to find Terrence. 

"Something is deeply wrong. What is it?"