"I have a tendency," said Summer, grinning over at Chiana as she plunked the requested shots out of the pyramids to start distributing accordingly; Mr. PBH decided to forgo the jello shots and was fiddling with his lighter to get started on the smoking, "to put terrible things in jello. It's sort of one of my trademarks? Like, things that shouldn't be in jello. Some people get a kick out of it. Other people," she looked pointedly over at Stark, "not so much. That's what he means by 'safe.' He means I haven't put any tuna fish or olives or, like, garam masala in any of them, or anything this time."