Jack murmured thanks and immediately drowned those pancakes in syrup. Frosting went with syrup, right? Well if not it did now. She was careful not to get anything on the book, flipping the pages with one hand while shoveling food in with the other.

"Oh, I definitely think he's trying to tell you something," Jack confirmed, "but.. I mean as much as I'm teasing you, ickle, this isn't terrible shit."

High praise from her. "You could stand to read this and some of the kids will definitely benefit from learning it. Like the 'don't try to fit a square peg into a round hole' shit. You can do that with a big enough mallet but then you've ruined the square peg forever."

That last part wasn't in the book, that was just a Jack-ism. It also happened to be true.