Kaylee just tried to smile though there was the mess of kids around that were all in an uproar over their own names. "No wonder you looked horribly familiar. Ramsey-Kruger, so two out of five isn't bad." Of course she also knew a little bit about the kids between the general time on the island for the older ones and the little bits of publicity they had gotten last year. Though the names were still escaping her. Especially when Bridge was tugging on her sleeve.
"Do they go to the special school?"
Slowly an idea seemed to be hitting, but it would also depend on actually getting acceptance from the other party. "What if we push the carts over to the food court place they have up front and I'll get soft pretzels and watch everyone while you take a few minutes? Plus," she put an arm around Bridge, "you'd be doing me a bit of a favor since my Bridgey here is going to Wyrd Haven next year to start sixth grade and he'd like to get to know a few kids around his age so it won't be quite so scary in September."