"Under an hour." Enola beamed, more then a little pleased with herself as she reached for her phone.
Glancing at the display she noted that number of missed calls had only increased. That was immensely irritating though the feeling passed quickly enough. Later. She could take care of all that later.
Taking note that Jamie was sitting, very good that, Enola briefly mulled over her options. There weren't many and defaulting to taking her shirt off didn't seem appropriate right now.
Maybe later.
"Jamie, the baby, Izzy she's Chaos Theory."
Because yes, blurting it out in a direct manner was always the best possible solution.