On the train back into London, Dana filled Beau in on the layout of the warehouse and reminded him of the items she'd suggested he appear interested in purchasing. Finally out of things to talk about, she placed a quick cell call to her brother in Philadelphia. "Someone should know where we're going," she told Beau as she dialed. "Just in case something stupid happens."
Nothing had better happen, not on his watch. As Dana talked, though, he saw her eyes go wide.
"Really? Oh that's awesome. Call me as soon as you can. Give Twyla a kiss for me."
She hung up and turned to Beau, slightly dazed. "My sister-in-law is in labor," she said. "By the time I get back to Philadelphia, I'll be an aunt."
"Then we'll have to get you back as quickly as possible," he said. Her joy was too infectious not to make him smile. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I'm curious to meet a quarter-dragon-half pixie myself."
Dana giggled. "No kidding. Wonder what his wings are going to look like?"