Her eyes widen. "You know me?"
"I've heard a lot."
She looks thrilled and suspicious at the same time.
"Good things?"
Jamie's mouth twitches.
"Mostly sprinkles."
Jillie beams. "I'm very important at the bakery."
"That's what I understand."
Colby mutters, "She's management."
"I can tell."
Jamie stands, and for a second, his gaze moves between Colby, Jillie, and me. Not nosy. Not invasive. Just observant.
Captain energy, I think.
He sees everything and says very little.
Then chaos arrives.
"Jillie!"
A man bursts through a side hallway carrying what looks like three hockey sticks, two helmets, and a stuffed moose wearing a Blizzards scarf.
Jillie squeals.
"Toby!"
She runs. The man drops everything. The moose hits the floor. A helmet rolls beneath a bench.
Nobody seems surprised.
Toby Donovan, I assume.
Golden retriever energy does not begin to cover it.
He scoops up the stuffed moose and presents it to Jillie with a flourish.
"For the newest honorary member of the Blizzard family."
Jillie gasps so dramatically several people turn around.
"For me?"
"Obviously."
Colby clears his throat.
Toby looks at him. "What?"
"Nothing."
