"You know, you would be a lot more believable if you weren't blushing so furiously..." Mrs C spoke with obvious disbelief in her tone.
"No, no! You've got it all wrong. That's not why I'm blushing. I'm really not one of his wives" Elsa rejected what Mrs C was saying while shaking her hands furiously.
She could already see her sister's face darkening and she didn't want to get burned because of a misunderstanding. She knew her sister well enough that she really would do such a thing.
"Oh, okay. If you say so. But just know that you're welcome to join in the fun too if you want. I'll take as many grandkids as you can give me!" Mrs C replied with a smile on her face.
Her hand was running through Hope's head who docilely lay in her arms. It was quite surprising to the others that the girl got used to Mrs C so quickly. She had introverted qualities when dealing with strangers after all...
