Well that sure isn't what she's expecting. Bonnie fights a grin, pushing an eyebrow up instead. She fixes her best are you even serious look on Peter now, astonished and maybe even a little annoyed. How does he keep doing that?

"That's not funny." But that smirk of hers seems to be winning out. The idea of Peter being not nice is absolutely ridiculous, and once again seems to shuffle him into the needing-guidance category. Enough that Bonnie stops gripping the grimoire like her life depends on it, and tucks her hair behind her ear. She waves him back toward the entrance to the greenhouse. "Come on. You have to be itchy under all that egg. You're probably going to start to smell soon, too."