"I heard you were having a barbecue." The words were grumbled with an evened sort of tone. Despite that, she was sure that the sarcasm and disdain could still be felt in her aura. Granted, it was not towards the older girl - not in the least. She trusted with the utmost confidence, that Rin understood that.

Anyone who had been in-village for any duration of the month would have understood.

Reaching deep into her sleeve, Tenten pulled out one of a thousand familiar scrolls she had in her possession. And with a easy flick of her wrist the kunoichi unraveled the parchment across the ground, almost all the way to the edge of the clearing. Scrawled on it was a repeating pattern of a single symbol, touching from end to end. "So I thought you could use some help warming up the grill."

Without another word, she brought her hands together with practiced ease to release the seals, her entire vision overtaken by the cloud of dispelled summons. And when the smoke cleared, both kunoichi were faced with piles upon piles of paper with familiar print. Sheets that Tenten had been more than honored to gather together for the purpose of burning them.

Because it was no secret just what Rin was doing. And it had been no secret just how Tenten had felt about those stacks of carefully crafted flyers of propagandized garbage.