Lydia peers up at the paintings, stifling a giggle at Junie's words and murmuring back to her.  "Maybe they<em>were</em>larger, but the artist started at the bottom and was running out of paint by the time he got to them.  She motions to the painting's central feature, then looks down at the sculpted phallus, crouching to examine it, before picking it up with a thoughtful expression.  Her eyes shift over to the bell, and she carries the hand-crafted appendage over.<br/><br/>"Sounds like they're unaware of us so far.  We could spring an ambush, if a couple of us hide, and one of us rings this little bell to lure them in."  She speaks quietly, and looks between the others, idly tossing her newly-acquired carved wang between her hands, her head cocked.  "I work better on surprise, anyhow.  And I can see at least a couple places I could squirrel away until they come out and I can sneak up from behind.  What do you guys think?"