"How about we get out of camp?" He suggested. "Let's go to Snakerocks. There's hardly anyone there this time of year.'
"Oooh snakes!" She squealed, temporarily distracted from her panic. "Alright, let's go! I bet the snakes will be slower..er.....slowererer....," She fumbled--then shook her head to clear it. "more slow and easy to catch because of the cold weather!"