It just feels like there are rules about, like, everything ever, so you know. Figured I'd check.

( With a shrug of his shoulders, he decides to grab a strawberry for himself, because why not? Like Heather said, it's only fair. )

I'm not kidding, though. Rules about everything. Surprised there aren't any rules about, like ... what kind of underwear you can wear or how many times you're allowed to blink in an hour.