"We'll do the best we can with what we've got," Elena said, stepping back to inspect her work.

Several ferret toys were now hanging from the ceiling, at the right level for Reno to just walk straight into them. Nice.

She heard an insistent honk from the other room, and -- well. She had a soft spot for critters, too.

"If I dig the paints out, do we want to release the ferret?"