Anders grins. "Yeah, it's gross. Promise I didn't get any on you, either." He looks mildly paranoid, though, and starts brushing off Cally's shoulder, relieved when there's no sign of snot.

"Oh, I got you something too," he adds, beaming proudly as he pulls a small paper bag (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000UJGYG/sr=1-21/qid=1132969014/ref=sr_1_21/103-2533248-9003068?%5Fencoding=UTF8&v=glance) out of his sweatshirt pocket and hands it to her.