"You're not supposed to hold the door for me, Sunny!" Escott walked inside happily and stood beside her, nudging her shoulder. "It's s'posed to be the other way!" He whimpered and grinned.
Alexander arched an eyebrow and smiled. "Sure, if you'd like." He gave a small nod and closed the sketchbook, handing it back. "I don't know how much time I'll have to talk, though. I have to watch pretty carefully."
































