Lena catches the jar.

Lena grabbed the jar with both hands as it flew toward her. "Who the fuck throws a mason jar?" she spat. She looked down at it and froze. The little worm danced in the jar dazed from the throw, the mucus giving it an glossy sheen in the dull living room light. Its skin looked a deep pink, and Lina looked at it quizzically then back at Alex. "what the fuck its just a pink slug"

"No its some kind of parasite. It must adapt to its host or something. Fucking look at me." he said as he waved at his crotch.

"you are fucking crazy, or on ****. You must have **** me." Lena said accusingly

"no I'm not, look at the fucking thing, just don't open the jar, its dangerous"

"Yeah right" She scoffed. Then She looked back to the jar

"Pfft, just a slug" Lena began to open the jar.

"Don't" Alex yelled

Lena opened the jar and began to tilt it to dump out the worm. "lets put some salt on you, motherfucker" just as the jar began to tip the worm bolted