In the time it took Nate to look up from the news, April was already wrapped around Eliot with a gleeful shout, or at least as wrapped around him as she could be at the moment.
"I knew it! Didn't I tell you so?" she asked. "So how much can you see? What do you mean with sort of? Do you mind if I take a look, do you think you could handle it?"
Nate just chuckled at her excitement. Really how was it that she was over thirty? "Congratulations," he said simply. "About time."