Separate names with a comma.
"Well.."
"Poppy, I don't."
She covered her face, taking a breath. "Stop that!"
She hesitated. "I'm sure it'll be fine. It's just around the corner."
"Yeah, she is. What about you, then?"
He nodded slowly, sighing. "I forget you have to go all that way."
"Wait, no."
She went quiet, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
She kissed his cheek. "I love you. I'm gonna go find the pies."
"Yeah. She helped make the poison."
He grinned. "We should go."
"Stop it. You and you're puns."
"What if I don't have my antlers, then?" she asked, making them disappear. "Am I ugly?"
"You are."
"Eh, well.. She was mostly like a normal mom. A chemist, though."
"I am not!"
"Yuh huh. You can be and you are."
She nodded, looking at him. "Yeah. I know."
"Nah. I'm older than him and he wasn't like my dad. My dad was also born into it.
"Puns."
