"Hey thanks." She told Killer with a "chill" smile as she put on the borrowed socks and squeezed her feet into the flip flops.
In response to Tyra's tantrum about his inevitable new name, Tasiya simply smiled flatly and nodded as if a thousand miles from here. Because she would most certainly forget his actual name and no adult in the world should insist on being called by a baby name. If anything she'd call him Scott. Maybe.
It all seemed to work for the best when Tasiya was the only one not paired off. She drew in a breath and nodded at the older black girl, then waved. "Good luck, everyone."
And then she waltzed away through the first door she saw.