She held Diana's face in her hand, pulling her close as she leaned back against Francis. "Wow. I... wow. I can't get over her."
She nodded slowly, looking around for her clothing. "Francis, I'm sorry, but could you pass me my bag?"
“Thank you,” she said, kissing his cheek before rifling through it, pulling out a change of clothes triumphantly. “I am a genius.
She passed her gently to him, running her fingers through her hair before grabbing her clothes and heading to the bathroom.
The swaddling became more loose as she squirmed, her face crumpling in a mix of confusion and dismay as the blankets fell.