(This is so gross: roaches on bananas,) Rachel said, partly to make conversation and partly because, well it was gross. (Maybe that's why Cassie always washes her bananas before she peels them.)
(No,) Jake said, sounding like he would have been shaking his head if either of them had had necks. (It's because of pesticides. You know, poisons?)
(Poisons?) Shara echoed, sounding uneasy. (It'd only be trace amounts, though. Right? Not enough to harm a cockroach? Or even a fly?)
(Right; I guess they spray poisons on them down in wherever they harvest them. Ecuador or whatever.)
(Actually, I've heard that most of the bananas that are shipped up here come from Brazil,) Shara said, sounding as if she was reciting an old bit of trivia that she had learned awhile ago. (Besides, what's going to be able to eat through a banana peel? I mean, I suppose earthworms could do it, but you'd have to leave the banana itself to rot on the ground before you'd get any earthworms, and that would kind of defeat the purpose of spraying it in the first place.)
(I think it's for the spiders,) she said, searching her own mind for some new information that she could bring to the conversation. (Haven't you ever heard how sometimes there are tarantulas crawling around bananas? Happens all the time; they come up into the holds of ships-)
(Actually, those wouldn't be tarantulas,) Shara interjected. (I've seen pictures of the kind of spider I think you're talking about, and while it's true that the Brazilian Wandering Spider does bear a pretty strong resemblance to a tarantula, they're not the same kind of spider at all. For one thing, the Brazilian Wandering Spider is one of the most venomous spiders in the world.)
(That sound dangerous,) Jake said; for a moment, Rachel almost had to envy his gift for complete and utter understatement.
(It is, but I don't think the odds of us running into a Brazilian Wandering Spider are really all that great,) Shara said. (I mean, these boxes were probably hand-checked before they were shipped out to this place. After all, no one wants to run into one of the world's most venomous spiders when they're trying to unload food. Or any time, really.)
Unfortunately, right at that moment, a shaft of sunlight illuminated the box; normally, Rachel would have considered this a good thing, since it meant she could see her surroundings more clearly, and it also meant that they were finally leaving the truck behind. However, the fact that that same sunlight revealed the presence of the spider that had been sitting there watching them this whole time was reason enough for Rachel to feel uneasy about it.
She would have been nervous enough just thinking it was a tarantula, but after what Shara had told her about the thing they were confronted with... yeah, there was some definite fear involved in her response.
(Um, you guys? Don't either of you make any sudden movements, okay?)
(Why, what is it, Rachel?) Shara asked, sounding more worried for Rachel herself than what the three of them were going to be facing soon. (Is something wrong?)
(Just... look behind you.)