Harper was busy grimacing at the kid. He was not used to crying, because he wasn't used to kids. Beka wasn't either, and was therefore finding the squalling grating, but she was tactfully keeping her mouth shut.
Harper, of course, was not exactly the most tactful person there was.
"Sorry, Ray, I can't hear you over that really obnoxious, screaming, little anklebiter," Harper said in a loud voice, purposely loud enough so that the kid's mother could hear.
Kid was a porker, too. Harper couldn't remember ever being that chubby in his whole life.
[Ray's tag. Go nuts with the mother's reaction if you'd like.]
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Date: 2005-11-21 05:30 pm (UTC)Harper, of course, was not exactly the most tactful person there was.
"Sorry, Ray, I can't hear you over that really obnoxious, screaming, little anklebiter," Harper said in a loud voice, purposely loud enough so that the kid's mother could hear.
Kid was a porker, too. Harper couldn't remember ever being that chubby in his whole life.
[Ray's tag. Go nuts with the mother's reaction if you'd like.]