Mark wouldn’t blame either of them. He would have fallen asleep if Diane kept at it for another five minutes.
“Besides,” Diane told Logan, “my cat Thief loves shiny wrappers of any sort and she’d love to get her hands on these things for sure.”
Diane stooped down to reach for another one before Logan did. She stole a quick sidelong glance at Mark, hoping he’d caught her hint about Thief, who was probably wandering about the marble city.