“Claire Marie Halpert?!”

“Daddy Man Halpert?!”

“Care to tell me who drew on the bathroom mirror?”

She blinks guiltily, pleads,

“Noah?” He kneels to her level,

“Noah who can’t walk yet, much less climb up on a stool to color?”

She squints at him,

“Yes?”

“Claire Marie…”

“Not buying it?”

“Nope.”

“…Could you please?”