Even in his sinus-infected state, Ethan could still appreciate a good reference, mostly to the "horribly familiar" comment. He smiled despite the pressure under his eyes and nodded. "Nice to see you again, Mrs. Ramsey-Kruger." Kitty was already making her way around the cart to get a better look at the other children, and Little Duck just kept pointing and saying, "A baby! A baby! A baby!" Of course, Ethan figured that Spencer couldn't be all that much older than Murtagh.
"Excellent idea. I think I saw some DayQuil around here." That would help him no doubt. Or some Advil Cold & Sinus. And a pretzel. Mmmm.
"I don't like pretzels," proclaimed Logan.
"I like pretzels!" said Tiberius.
"I want a hot dog," said Kitty, still eyeing Bridge with slit-like eyes.
"All right. All right. Everybody toward the food court." Ethan sniffled and shrugged and turned the cart around. "We'll figure out what everyone wants then and maybe I can get some Ah... Ah... AAAACHOOOO!"
Another round of "BLESS YOU's" went around, and Ethan thanked them all with a sniffle.