"Sean got two at the desk when we boarded. He asked. I suspect he thought I might get lost. They must have some extra, not enough floaters to take them." Molly quickly ordered a beautifully blue slushy, a loaded hot dog and a waffle cone on hold until the first two were done. She also insisted she was paying for Eve's lunch. Oh, she was going to be bounce, bounce, bouncy. It would be fun until she crashed into nap mode.