"I hope your friends helped you come up with a plan to do that, 'cause you've got two angry rednecks outside waiting for their chance to get a shot at him. And, I'm sure they weren't the only ones stomping around these woods looking for the thing responsible."

Emma glanced toward the kitchen. If what he was saying was true - and as far as she could tell, it was (sense motive 15) - then they needed to get that saurial out of here and someplace safe.

"Any ideas for getting it past them?"