Logan's face turned red as Edmund ruffled his hair. He fixed his hair, and crossed his arms childishly.<br/>"My bedtime is four thirty..." Logan retorted softly. This was the exact opposite of what he needed. He was just about to ask Juliet to the horse race, but if he asked her now, Edmund would just put him down. She was paying attention to Edmund now - he would let his brother have his moment with Juliet. For now, at least. He sighed, and swung his legs back and forth.