Parson regards their request evenly. In another life, it may've been more than he'd be willing to deal with while working, but now--eggs. No surprise there. He knows exactly the event they're referencing; another strange little holiday competition between the Waldinger siblings.

Parson had once told Gavin that growing up in that house must've been like living on the set of Legends of the Hidden Temple. Gavin hadn't understood the reference.

He earmarks Crysta's first comment -- that they need his powers for something -- for later, and instead focuses on this other request, and how best to complicate it. "Eggs?" he asks, pretending not that this is new to him, but somehow worrying. He leans in. "Are you two developing new powers? Experiencing any other symptoms in line with mustelid or reptilian traits?"