[It hits him a moment after he nods that, duh, of course Stiles knew it all along. He smiles a little, glancing over at his friend. Grabbing a pillow, he tosses it at Stiles' head.]
Yeah, of course, man. [He mimics it, but a smile pulls at his mouth.]
Spam
Yeah, of course, man. [He mimics it, but a smile pulls at his mouth.]