"She's my best friend," James confided thoughtfully. Scratching her signature into the bottom line of the form, the pen strokes were loopy and elegant as they spelled out her full given name.
J'aime Everleigh Cavanaugh
Clicking the pen closed with her thumb, James finally brought her attention up with a warm smile. It was genuine, nothing about the dancer was ever otherwise. She extended the pen and form back to Hannah, "A pet will be good for her. Taking care of something and all.. you know?" Maybe Lotte would worry less, be stronger, more independent.