The laughter died and was replaced by silence. Uh-oh, the little girl thought. The grown-ups were looking at her that way which never meant anything good and she never knew what triggered that look. She didn't think she'd asked for something outrageous. Girls had boyfriends, right? Everybody knew that. Or did girls also have hookers?
"What? WHAT?"
Jamie put down his fork, gaze resting on the small face as he wondered again why they thought it was a good idea to let her learn human speech. The furrowed brows and the thin line that was his daughter's mouth made it clear that she was preparing for a screaming fit of the epic variety.
So he took a sip of coffee, crossed his legs, folded his hands in his lap and tilted his head. "Assuming you could," he said calmly, "what would you do with it?"