“Takeout’s here!” Cory announced as he hurried to open the door.
He returned to the kitchen where the rest of the boys were waiting.
“I’m starving.” Ben grabbed one of the takeout containers. “Three minutes to kill an Eligos, almost beat my record! Dragonaut-style!” He snorted and opened his container and paused. “Um. Guys?”
“Dude! Is that a rat’s head? ” Cory’s eyes rested on Ben, a confirmation at last.