"Right. Christine." He scrunched his nose a little. "Shouldn't we be keeping it--her--in the fridge? She'll get raunchy before Friday, won't she?"
Sam held his out his hands as Emily handed the egg-baby to him. "Heh. Okay. Do you have a sharpie or something? Or maybe I should draw in pencil first? Can you erase off of eggshell?"