Baby shower - closed to invitees
Zoe's really got not good gorram idea why River insisted on brunch this morning of all mornings. Her day off from the store, the morning her back has actually decided to ache, but at the insistent knocking on her door, she finally gets up.
"Ai ya, I'm up!" she calls, letting out a soft breath as she pushes herself out of bed. Showering and dressing, she leaves, wearing just a light gray cotton duster coat against the early morning chill.
When they walk into the waffle place though, there are pink balloons and streamers, and Zoe stops to stare for a second.
"...Mei-mei. What'd you do, exactly?"
She knows what it is, or what it looks like. And what it looks like is a baby shower.
(Actual baby shower happens first before a surprise arrival.)
"Ai ya, I'm up!" she calls, letting out a soft breath as she pushes herself out of bed. Showering and dressing, she leaves, wearing just a light gray cotton duster coat against the early morning chill.
When they walk into the waffle place though, there are pink balloons and streamers, and Zoe stops to stare for a second.
"...Mei-mei. What'd you do, exactly?"
She knows what it is, or what it looks like. And what it looks like is a baby shower.
(Actual baby shower happens first before a surprise arrival.)