"Get up you dumb Dogs!" Killer tried kicking one of his posse off the ground, but the other half dozen or so Dogs lazed about in the comforting confines of the couch they were laying on; Rarity's bags were opened and their contents splayed out on the table where the Dogs were playing with stone cards earlier. Atchmon noticed a fair bit of their food was already consumed, though he didn't recognize the colorful mushroom caps laying half eaten around the table.