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“Amy says she blames me.”
Barbara lifted an eyebrow, not really looking up from her book. “I think I would blame you, too, Guilty Wonder. What for?”
“You'd blame me, but you don't know what for?” Dick asked, frowning at her. “What kind of a friend says that?”
She leaned her head back against the couch, looking up at him. “One who knows you and knows it's your fault. This wouldn't have anything to do with peanuts and elephants, would it?”
“How did you know?”
She rolled her eyes. “Please. Like it's that hard to guess. Everything with you is about peanuts and elephants. Besides, I'm a genius. I would have figured it out even if it wasn't obvious.”
“Yes, you would,” he agreed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. She smiled, catching him around the neck and getting a second one before letting him go. He stood back with a goofy grin on his face. “Totally worth the lecture from Amy.”
“I take it that's the reason you told me she's mad at you for getting her kids obsessed with elephants?” Barbara asked, amused. He nodded, still grinning, and she shook her head. “If you weren't so cute with them, no one would forgive you for that. As it is, I think she'll be appeased with a few more free passes to the circus.”
“Oh, is that what she wants?”
“And an air freshener. She hates having her car smell like peanuts after your stakeouts.”