<span style="color: #5900b3">“I’m sure she would be okay with it, but you’re probably right. I’ll see what she says and then I’ll pin her down kiss her until she agrees with me. And when she does agree I’ll do more than just kiss her…” </span>She looked at her juice and sighed.<span style="color: #5900b3">“I want Isabelle.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #330066">“That could be problematic for you, but I think she’ll be a good girl if Emily and Frank can keep her mind occupied with books and learning. I’m still very curious to see what the other four are going to be like. The Red just sleeps around and seems to be the normal child and the White triplets seem fairly well behaved for infants.” </span>She frowned and looked towards the kitchen but when three upside down pots started “crawling” across the floor and bumping into everything she started laughing.<span style="color: #330066"> “Shall I go fetch the broom or you?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>