Funny set the monster of a toy back down, a little embarrassed at how he was feeling due to such a discovery. He'd never really been self-conscious about his size, but if Danny had gotten something as excessive as this, Funny wondered if he was doing something wrong. If Danny wasn't satisfied with their sex life. Funny was so lost in his thoughts, his sudden insecurity, that he didn't hear Danny come inside until he spoke. "Dylan, babe! I got stuff to make that pasta salad you really-" Danny gaped and stood still in the bedroom doorway when he spotted the box Funny had found.