[She thinks all that he says over, slowly nodding as it makes sense. She had been imagining they were storing tanks or something out in the desert, but weapons and gas makes a lot more sense. Johnnie had to get his love of fire from somewhere, and it was probably Alex and Dale. She'll have to thank them for that once she meets them.

She hums a little, soft and sweet, and scratches her fingernails along his arm.]

Even if he was high, you calling like that probably shocked him into thinking clearly. You said something about a weird guy. Did he ever turn up at the clubhouse and tell them what happened?

[It sounded like maybe he did, and with the casual way Johnnie describes that he died, she can only imagine what Dale's thinking. And what he's going to go tell Alex.]