Les backs himself out of the fridge from where he'd been trying to reach this hidden jar of pickles. They look homemade, and judging the awesome vegetable garden he had seen out back, he guesses probably delicious. He opens the jar only to realize someone else has found him.

"Oh hey," Les says to her, missing the shock on her face due to being too distracted by food. "Any chance you have some peanut butter? "