She frowned before leaning over and tugging on Poppy's sleeve. "Poppy, do you think Uncle Francis is crazy?" "Yes," Poppy said immediately, turning to look at the two of them. "Why do you ask?"
He glared at her. "Because I told her how I just said that I liked you when we first started dating."
"Oh. Right. Sweetheart, not only that, but your uncle told me ten hours after he told me that he liked me that he loved me. Isn't that crazy?" Bee frowned. "What's the difference?"