Sunshine isn't sure whether she's more startled by the fact that Eliot's friend (or maybe ~friend~ would be more accurate) Johnny is none other than rabbit man, or the fact that he's wearing a frigging collar (which she clocks almost immediately due to his clumsy, belated attempt to hide it). Damn, this guy is just a walking collection of pet store accoutrements, isn't he?

She glances between Johnny's frantic self-medication and Eliot - she can't see his face, but his posture suggests that he might be in need of a hard reboot - and, okay, she probably shouldn't laugh but it is so tempting. It's takes a hell of a lot of willpower for her to restrain herself.

... To an extent. "You didn't tell me this was gonna be a kinky brunch," she says, her reproachful tone no match at all for the ridiculous grin on her face. "I would've brought a bigger spatula."