Grouse Thicket if he said, 'help me kill the president'

She didn't realize the loosening of his gait, his speech.  She turned over her shoulder to look at him and chuckled at the silly way he was half-hiding between the trees.  I said, she began teasing, they're good, neh?  The firebrand pawed at one of the apples that was beneath her feet and swatted it in his direction so it might hit one of his paws or something.  

At least he liked them and didn't think this was both stupid and lame.  Or that she was stupid and lame.  She stuck her tongue out at him playfully, her tail a banner swaying behind her.