The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff was confused.

Oh, he was happy-- the weekend's crisis had been averted-- but he still wasn't sure what had happened.

Also, he had a baby shaped like a flower. Nana had been trying to eat it all day, and even putting it on the hotel desk hadn't stopped her from bouncing at it.

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[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"Jeff," she said, very patiently. "You're s-supposed to treat it like a real child. W-Would you stick a real child in the corner and avoid it?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff blinked at her, owlishly.

The answer was probably yes.

"It's flour," he said, "I'm not sure if it has feelings yet."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"You're s-supposed to treat it like it has feelings," she explained. "Like a r-real baby."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"But you said it wasn't going to get committed," Jeff said, somewhat paranoidly.

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"It isn't," she said, voice set on 'soothe'. "It's j-just pretend."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"No, see, that's where you're wrong," Jeff argued, "These things get a life of their own after a bit. All that pretending sort of... culminates. It's like my magazines."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"It's only for a week," she reminded him. "Do y-your magazines give a timeline for the c-culmination?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"..."

He blinked at her.

"Some of them are positively dedicated," he said.

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure our f-flour is not," she informed him lightly. "As it will have t-two people to try to culminate from, instead of just one. It w-will take longer."

Hinata was not entirely sure that made sense.

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"..."

More ellipses were needed.

Jeff stared at her. His mind may have vacated. "Two people culminating."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"Will t-take longer," she repeated serenely in the face of his staring (it was the best way to deal with this, she had found), and holding out her hands. "The f-flour baby, if you would?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Wordlessly, Jeff offered her the flour.

He could not get the word 'culminating' out of his head.

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she said, taking the flour baby and hoping she hadn't broken him. "I h-hope you have a good day."