Lysette shifted uncomfortably. She'd already seen the diamond of course, and she'd told Bobby very sternly to give it back. She was hoping he had.
"Ah, yes. Maybe," she said with a self-depricating smile. "If they build the Smithsonian in here in the next few days."
"Mother," Isabella said in a quiet voice.
"Hush now. No need in beating around the bush, is there? Might as well be happy while we've got time." She smiled at Del. "Just look at that face. Who could be glum with this one around?"