Andrea laughed. "Okay, that too."
"Hey, listen, we don't want to cramp your style..." I began.
"No, no, they're kidding," said Tanya. "Come along, it'll be fun!"
"I don't think this is a good idea," said Elder Beaverton.
"Oh come on," I said. "It'll be okay just this once. Besides, it's a public park. It's not like they're inviting us to their rooms. And remember -- they're investigators or inactives or something, so we have a responsibility to lead them to the Lord."
Elder Beaverton didn't look convinced, but he relented and started following the rest of us towards the Jardin Public. "Okay, but only if we can teach you one of the discussions," he said. The girls laughed as if that was the funniest joke they'd heard all day.
"Can you teach us the one about riding on tapirs?" Andrea asked him.
"Riding on what?" asked Elder Beaverton.
"Nothing," said Tanya, and the pointedly at Andrea, "Nothing."
"Oh come on," said Andrea. "What's the point in hanging with the mishies if we can't have a little fun with them? They're big boys, they can handle it."
"I think she just doesn't want you to scare them off again," said Kim.
"Why not?" asked Andrea. "There are plenty more where these came from!"
"I think maybe she wants to hang with these two in particular," said Kim, "or one of them, anyway."
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