“So. We finally meet in this novel. The 2 core avatars.”
“I know who I am, Baker Bloch. Sit down. Let’s cuddle.”
“We don’t do that.”
“Right. Quite white, er, right.” Tillie continued to rub lotion onto her colorful arms.
“Well…?” Baker finally asked. The male Baker.
Tillie sighed. “I guess we’ll have to classify this place as another one of those Hana Leis. But that will bring, let’s see — be a love, dear, hand me my notebook out of my bag.” She glances over, sees the bike wheel parked atop the bag. “Oh dear, love, I hope it isn’t damaged in any way.”
“Sorry about that.” Baker backs the bike up and gets off, reaches down into the bag for the requested computer, looks it over. “Seems to be okay.” He hands it to Tillie, who powers it up.
“Yes. You’re lucky this time. But what I wanted to check was the frequency of the ‘H’ locations.” Light flickers across her pancake face. “Ah yes, you see if we classify this as another one of those Hana Leis, that will bring the total to 19, beyond the 17 for Heartsdale and 15 for Horizons in the 3H Club. Maybe add a 4th, then.” She slides the notebook back into the bag, props herself up with her hands. “Hidiland,” she decides. “That’s it. What do you think?”
“How about just Grasslands,” he returns. “Ahh, a bee!”
“No, it has to be the 4th of the ‘H’s, like the Club.”
“4H Club.” His arms flail again. “Dad gum bee.”
“Yes. Head, Hand, Health,” she recites. “Always forget the 4th.”
“You know what the 4th is.” The bee had subsided the attack.
She giggles, then puts her finger against her turned cheek, causing a temporary dimple. “Meee?” The smile continued.