"Saturday an' me, we're acquainted. Monsieur Lapin, I only know by reputation." There's an amused quirk to his mouth, but he's not sharing why unless somebody asks.

The key gets an interested look, though he keeps his hands to himself. "'M sure she's thought of mos' of dis." Though...he'd have thought of it and done it anyway. But that was just his way. "Still. Reckon if you're gonna be doin' a test run, best to be doin' it in controlled circumstances."

Then a pause and a glance around. Because if she isn't going to be trusting others with the knowledge yet, that meant a controlled circumstance with one of them.