"Hon, it's not your fault that Jamie said your name. Pop is a reasonable man. I know it doesn't seem like it. But he is. And we're all witnesses. We got your back, babe." Peter told him, finishing sketching out the face on his pumpkin. He reached for a knife. "You're awesome, little dude has good taste."
Jamie proclaimed, "Danny!" And clapped his hands in the pumpkin guts. He was having a complete ball. He turned his head to look up at Daniel. Complete adoration on his chubby cheeked face. "Danny. Danny. Danny." He told him seriously, and Morgan chimed in.