Booker looked over at Harry turning down the dark hide and seek "Dude...don't knock it until you try it. I mean look at the terrain...once it's pitch black, you can only play with flashlights. but fine don't get involved. And yeah I guess we could get drunk so you can take advantage of the situation" he said staring at him knowing what he's wanting out of that.

Booker looked to Amy about her concerns. "I kinda agree with you on the booze but don't worry so much on the game, I have flashlights and Sean will have you covered. It's not like sasquatch or a grizzly is going join us."

Grabbing the paper towel for his marshmellow which was now burnt, he blew at it, attempting to eat the marshmellow by itself, since he's not a fan graham crackers. When asked to turn on some music, Booker leaned in to Quinn so no one else could hear "Babe, be careful not to get too messed up drinking...well, if any of us have booze. He said standing up to get the radio, turning it on and looking over "What do you guys wanna listen to?" he asked