Maya had scoffed at the insistence that she could only be right if her story matched Tay's, but took her victory with a smug grin tossed his way as Sam chose correctly between the two. "My insidious plan is working! Bwahaha." This said as she turned around and plopped an empty plate in front of the man made of hair and a smaller plate with the waffle cut into sticks for the boy who would be hair.
Even as she did though, she was giggling over the things that got repeated. "That is your fault." Said in amusement to Tay. But then she cleared her throat, trying not to crack a smile and stared at the toddler who was clearly satisfied that he made the grownups laugh and was ready to use the trick over and over.
It was no secret that Maya loved Tay and that their friendship meant the world to her. But there were many types of love and love was one of those living emotions that she felt could evolve and change over time. She just wasn't sure whether she would want this one to do so. Sometimes she did, sometimes she didn't. And it wasn't fair to act upon whims if they were going to be so fickle in nature.
The arrival of Sam both complicated and simplified that love in the weirdest ways. She had always liked kids, and knew that she wanted them eventually. But she latched onto Sam as if he was her own the minute she was introduced -- much to the ire of the actual birth mother -- further twisting and shifting what all those emotions meant.
But somehow, some way, it all worked and she wasn't about to fuck anything up with boat rocking. Even if even her dad was wondering whether they were together or not.
"No dices mierda. Tu? Dices poop." Half out of habit and half because she had read that children soaked up languages easier than adults did, Maya often spoke to Sam in both English and Spanish. "Poop." The word was repeated with elongated o's to make it sound funny and worth repeating. The child looked less than impressed but at learning which words he could or couldn't say, but at least grinned when Maya smiled and made a silly face at him.
Back to a small semblance of seriousness for a moment, she reached over and flicked Tay's arm. "Y tu tambien!" Admonished. "He won't say it if you don't, dork."
With a firm nod, she made her point and then grinned back easily in actual hello while scooting into her spot and adding some food to her plate. "I'm cool with hanging out for a bit. I got my distraction from nerves at the ready." This was said with a motion to the mini, who was picking up a waffle stick and trying to feed his dad the same way he himself got fed.