Jaina... wasn't exactly sure what to make of this entire situation. She simply stared for a moment - probably the very same expression worn by her father during the rare occassions when he was beaten in a race - before managing, "That's..." She shook her head and sighed heavily.
"We don't have time for this," she announced.
Junior snickered. "Actually," he corrected with a positively wicked grin and a snap of his fingers, "you have all the time you could possibly need."
For a second, Jaina didn't know what he could possibly mean, but a quick glance around answered her unasked question for her. The traffic in the street seemed frozen in place. The leaves on the trees were stuck in a mid-gust, arching away from their branches but as unmoving as if they were carved in stone. Everything - everything - was completely stuck in this moment in time.
Except, apparently, her, the two Q, and her grandfather.
Another sigh, this one of pure frustration, and Jaina leveled a dark gaze at the two entities. "Funny," she stated flatly. "Although, since we're here with nothing better to do..." She turned her full gaze onto the older Q and asked but one question.