"I swear, she's not just saying it. She hates admitting it though. Eleanor is such an old fashioned name," she said, making her own logical sense that actually sounded a right bit better than his, she thought. Because their mother never would have named her daughter Elbert. Although, given another boy, it might have been possible.
"Um...it could be, I guess?" She didn't really take offense. Who would, from someone who obviously had a few marbles loose up in there somewhere? Well, apparently her sister had, to make him take Elbert to heart so much.
She grabbed into the box and pulled out a vicious looking red one that turned out to be cinnamon. Not too bad, but a bit hot! Part of her wanted to say something and take her leave...it wasn't that she feared Niki or anything, but she...well, she was afraid she was going to say something wrong, "Have you been well, since school?"