Eric begins to exit the kitchen, intent on getting to his email before Emma wakes up.
"Wait!" I whisper urgently, trapped under Logan.
Eric responds dismissively, "I'll be right back!" and continues walking.
Desperate, I resort to Pssst! Pssssst! PSSSSSSST! Just so, you know, he realizes I mean it. He returns to me and I whisper to him about wanting my tea.
After fetching it for me, with a glimmer in his eye he says, "You know, you sound just like a pissed off peacock."
To which I respond sadly and quietly, "Honk!"
Where's the pause button on this thing?
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