During the layover in Tokyo, Beca began to tell Chloe all about her local team. "They are going to absolutely adore you Chlo." She commandeered the iPad and navigated to the team's Instagram page where her last trip had been fully documented. "Just so you have an idea what to expect." The team had continued posting team building exercises and project updates, so there were many more photos than before.

"And I haven't seen these before, why?" Chloe's pouty lip and shuddering eyelashes never failed to make Beca melt.

"It's work, Chlo. Besides you've been a little busy lately. I'm only showing you now so you can see what you are going to be up against this week." The redhead seemed to enjoy the possibility of what she was going to see and experience on her trip. She pulled out her phone and connected to the airport wi-fi. "Ummm babe?" Beca was confused at what the woman was doing on her phone. They had agreed to keep electronics use to a minimum.

After a bit, Chloe pronounced her task done and handed her phone to the project manager. She had updated her own Instagram with tons of pictures of Toad and Lil Red as they flew half-way around the world in First Class. Apparently, the redhead had documented everything from finger bowls to meals to the amenities bag in which Toad ended up sleeping while Lil Red commandeered the eye-mask.

"How did I miss you taking all these pictures?" Beca chortled as she flipped through the posts. "You even had them pose with the attendants? Chloe!" The redhead seemed quite proud of herself. Likes and comments from her friends in New York City had already started rolling in, and Beca made her turn her phone off so she wouldn't start answering.

When the pair landed on the island and cleared immigrations and customs again, Beca could see her lead manager's family waiting on them. "The little boy, his name is Guafi. Looks like he's been taking Chamorro dance lessons. Please don't laugh at his costume. It's traditional native garb, and I'm sure Amista had to bribe him to wear itin public."

As soon and Beca and Chloe cleared the security door, Guafi came barreling towards them, launching himself into Beca's arms. The project manager looked confused and looked around the young lad – to his left and right – then eyed him carefully. "Who are you?"

Guafi's face dropped as he pushed back from Beca's upper torso so he could look her in the eye. "Beca, it's me, Guafi!?" His terrified expression was one only a young boy could give.

Struggling to not smile, Beca said, "Guafi? No. The Guafi I know isn't this tall." She hefted him up further on her hips. "Nor this heavy." She then laughed as she gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Guafi, I'd like you to meet my friend from New York, Dr. Chloe." She placed him down.

He stretched out his hand. "Hi Dr. Chloe, I'm Guafi. Nice to meet you."

The redhead bent down to his level and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, too. You can call me Chloe." As she stood up, she introduced herself to Kurihi and Amista. When they questioned her about the doctor title, she explained she had just graduated and Beca was bringing her on a graduation trip. "Since I'm not exactly here in a professional capacity, I'd just as soon leave the title at home. I'm uber excited to see your beautiful island. Beca has told me so much about it."

"Beca, Beca, Beca." Guafi was chanting as he tugged on her hand to get her attention. "I started dance lessons. Are you and Dr. Chloe going to come to the center and see me dance?"

The project manager ruffled his hair. "Yes, my little warrior. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Amista leaned over to Beca and said quietly, "Your friend is so pretty and kind, too." Then to everyone, she announced, "Well you know the routine now Beca. We'll take you to Hano's so you two can rest and freshen up. Then family dinner at our place at six."

Chloe was in awe when she saw the cottage in which they would be staying. "Babe, it's beautiful. Can we go swimming? Please, please, please?"

The week was going to be long with all of the begging the brunette knew was coming. Beca explained that their body clocks were out of whack and a nap was called for. "How about I set a timer for one hour? Then we can do as you please. But you need to try at least a short nap. I promise you'll need the energy for family dinner tonight." Despite the inevitable pouting, Chloe curled up next to Beca and promptly fell asleep.

When the alarm went off, Beca rolled over to discover Chloe was dead to the world. She had not moved an iota after falling asleep. The brunette quietly got up to draw open the blackout curtain and returned to bed. Wrapping her arm around the redhead's torso, she sang in a low, sing-songy voice, "Wakey wakey." She started kissing Chloe's jawline then continued down her neck and across one of her shoulders. Chloe slightly shifted and gave a low whimper. "Time to get up sweetie. The beach awaits."

"Mmmm bright light." The redhead buried her head under a pillow and rolled away from the sunshine pouring in from outside.

"I promised you the beach before we go to dinner. Time to wake up." Eventually Beca was able to get Chloe awake enough to comprehend. "I'll get us some suits while you try to come to your senses."

While Beca was pulling out suitable clothing to take a quick swim, Chloe was trying to wake up more. The project manager discovered that the girls had done an amazing job at packing for their friend. They had gotten several swim ensembles which all included a suit, a matching cover-up and flip flops. Each set was packed in a gallon ziptop baggie to keep things organized. As Beca dug down towards the bottom, she thought she saw a glimpse of some lace and quickly stopped her search realizing that no decent swimsuit would have lace such as that. She was afraid to consider what else was in that suitcase.

She pulled the covers off Chloe and pointed to the set she had laid out on the table. "Get dressed sweetie." Beca pulled out her own swim trunks and shirt and pulled them on then slipped on a pair of water shoes.

Once they were both decent, Chloe opened the sliding glass door to let the salt saturated air into their room. "Becs this is astonishing." Her reaction was similar to Beca's when she had first seen the view several months prior. The redhead held out her hand and the two walked together down the steps and the short distance to the beach. They walked along, allowing the surf to lap at their ankles, breathing in the brine from the water crashing around them. When Beca unexpectedly pulled Chloe right into the water, the redhead shrilled loudly and protested at the top of her lungs while laughing all the while. They swam about, playfully splashing each other.

"Here comes Hano. I guess that means playtime is over. For now." Beca explained that Hano was the owner of the guest house and Sirena's cousin. "Sirena researches and applies for grants. She also works sales."

"Is everyone related to someone here?"

Beca nodded. "Small island."

"Attau!" The slender islander woman wrapped her long arms around the project manager, picking her up off her feet. As she swung her back and forth, Chloe gave a twitter as Beca was rolling her eyes. Hano was kind enough to not accost Chloe allowing for a more peaceful introduction. "Pardon my familiarity. Attau is family. Welcome to the island."

Chloe and Beca dried off on the huge towels Hano had brought then the three sat for a bit snacking on the fruit, cheese, and other treats their hostess had brought to break their hunger from the trip. Hano peppered Chloe with questions, not in an obtrusive way, but the redhead could tell she really wanted to know why Beca had brought her along. Finally, she announced it was time to get ready for dinner and headed into the main house.

"She's… friendly." Chloe eyed Beca to see her reaction to that statement.

"They all are Chlo. That's the Chamorro culture. You'll see."

As during her last visit, there were a slew of people at the dinner at Kurihi and Amista's house. Beca asked Tasi to point out the contractor for procurement. She had only seen him twice before in New York and couldn't seem to find him in the crowd.

"Attau, you know these are family gatherings. He's okay, but… he's not family. He likes to hang out at the hotel bar." Tasi winked before turning to Chloe. "Are you excited to get your PADI certification?" He explained that Jon would pick her up in the morning when Beca left for work. "This one tells me you've completed almost all the bookwork during your flights. My partner can start you on the lagoon dives which are required, much better than a swimming pool. After that, we can start the open water dives."

Beca shifted back and forth on her feet. "Ummm do those have to be just Chloe?"

Tasi tossed his long beach-dude hair back as he laughed. "No Attau. But until she gets her actual certification, she has to be with either Jon or myself." She told him she wanted to pick his brain about a trip to Palau later before letting him return to the feast.

Chloe snuck her arm through Beca's. "Attau. Why do they call you that? I saw a picture in your office with that on it, too."

"It's Chomorro for 'she who hides herself'. Apt, I suppose. When I came here the first time, I was even more standoffish than I am now." She snuck a quick kiss in on Chloe's lips then shrugged her shoulders. "I don't mean to be… it's just who I am."

The week went well as Chloe worked on her PADI certification. The full team joined the open water dives; their excuse being that since Beca was there, all the excursions were team building exercises. Despite living on the island, the beauty of the dive areas never seemed to get old for them. Being able to spend time with Beca was a bonus.

While Beca was working and in between dive lessons, Amista took Chloe to several of the places the project manager had gotten to visit. Guafi joined when he wasn't in school. He got a kick out of posing Toad and Lil Red in funny ways. One day, the huge coconut crab that posed with tourists got hold of Toad, and Chloe started shrieking before the crab's handler could coax the beanie baby from its claws.

She got fairly close to Amista during her stay. Chloe shared how she and Beca had met and how Chloe had fallen in love with the coffee Beca had brought back.

"Have you told her yet child?" Chloe tilted her head sideways, not wanting to admit anything, particularly to a woman she had just met. "Have you told Attau that you love her?"

Chloe lowered her head. "That's… complicated."

Amista patted her on the leg. "One never knows where life leads. I suggest you tell her sooner than later."

In between sightseeing with Amista, scuba lessons with Jon, and watching Beca work, Chloe spent her time enjoying the beach at Hano's cottage. As with the project lead's wife, the proprietor was easy to talk to, friendly. "I don't recall Beca mentioning she was dating anyone last time she was here." Hano was becoming more bold with her questions.

Chloe blushed as she again told the tale about how and when they had met. The redhead wandered over to the built-in shelf in the small guest house and picked up a frame. After studying it, she gently placed it down and looked at the other. They were sketches of Hano's place – one from the porch looking onto the back and another from the beach looking towards the porch.

"If you are thinking those look familiar, I think they should. Beca drew them last time she was here." This fact caused a warmth to rise within Chloe as she remembered similar drawings Beca had shown her which included a rendition of herself before the two had met. She smiled as she kept this private thought to herself.

After researching a bit and talking to the island natives, Beca and Chloe decided to visit Palau. They initially had wanted to visit two places, but Tasi convinced them there was enough to keep them occupied on Palau. Hano, who was adept at travel arrangements, took care of their immigration fees, made lodging arrangements and organized some of the tours which needed to be done in advance.

On Palau, the first agenda item was three solid days of scuba diving. They shared the dive boat with two other couples and half as many dive masters. Each couple had guidance from an experienced person. Because they would have to wait at least a full day before travelling by air after their last dive, Beca had wanted to do the dives first. She then arranged additional things for them to do to include another full day excursion as a special surprise for the redhead.

Beca borrowed Tsai's GoPro to use for taking underwater pictures and video. He had insisted that it was ridiculous for her to purchase her own while on the islands. Their first dive spot was normally reserved for divers more advanced than Chloe. Their dive master set a line onto the redhead then set a reef hook for her so she wouldn't be carried away by the strong currents and could enjoy the views of anemones, eels and soft corals. Beca could almost hear the squeals come from the redhead's mouth when she saw the first shark. Chloe was trying hard not to panic and use excessive oxygen as she remembered the dive master telling her the white tip sharks and grey reef sharks they would see were not aggressive.

Each dive location brought more and more sea life from rays to turtles and schools and schools of fish. There was one particularly interesting channel where the dive master had them both disengage their reef hooks and follow him as he "surfed" the channel current as the water carried them along at a leisurely pace. Coupled with the dives they had experienced in Guam, both the women realized the unique experiences they had been afforded on this trip. The unadulterated looks beneath the ocean were priceless experiences.

On the evening of their last day of diving, Beca and Chloe were lounging on the bed in their room. "Have you enjoyed yourself?" Beca twirled auburn locks of hair around her fingers. Chloe nodded. "We still have three more days here." She could feel Chloe's smile on her chest.

"Bec, I…" Chloe stopped as she realized Beca was about to speak as well. "No, you go first." She giggled as they both said that at the same time, too.

"I was going to say that maybe we need to talk." Beca's words came nervous, stilted almost. She could feel Chloe's body tense in her arms which made her more cautious to say what was on her mind. She took a few breaths to steady herself and make sure she used the words she'd planned. "I've been thinking Chloe. We've been dating, what, three months now?"

Despite their perfect vacation, there was some guilt still troubling Chloe since she had yet to face her biggest secret. She pushed back to look into Beca's eyes and found only adoration there which comforted her and allowed the redhead to relax.

"Ummmm I was wondering if we could errrr make it official?" The brunette's voice was still unsure, hesitant. Until Chloe smiled at her. Somehow that smile made everything right with the world. "I'd like to be able to introduce you as my girlfriend. Is that okay?" Chloe nodded as she reached up and gave Beca a deep kiss. The brunette let out a deep breath as she grinned.

"I kinda thought it already was official."

"Well now it's official official. Okay your turn."

Chloe shyly looked down. "I'm honored to be your girlfriend Becs. You know, Amista and I spent a lot of time together while you were working with your team."

"Oh yeah?"

"She told me I should tell you how I feel about you." Beca hummed against the top of Chloe's head. "I believe her exact words were 'One never knows where life leads. I suggest you tell her sooner than later.'"

"Sounds like Amista. What are you supposed to tell me?"

"I love you."

The last few days in Palau were activity laden but not as intense as the diving had been. For Chloe's special surprise day, Beca hired a private boat and guide to take them to Rock Islands, a series of several hundred mushroom shaped islands, many of which had been virtually unadulterated by humans. The secluded atolls and hidden lakes were a source of constant excitement as Chloe proclaimed she was exploring the 'last frontier'.

"I think that term is for the utmost depths of the ocean babe."

Their tour guide let them know that despite the lush green foliage they saw, the Rock Islands didn't have soil. All the vegetation clung onto bare rock, limestone forests. He was a wealth of information about the cultural traditions and of civilizations – both current and past. When they had arrived in the area, he had switched to a battered kayak. After showing the ladies some of the more sheltered lakes where small fish bred and remained until they were large enough to survive, he guided the kayak to one of the pristine beaches and let them out.

Beca wrestled a large umbrella from the kayak while Chloe got out a small bag with towels and a few bottles of water. While they made themselves comfortable, the guide paddled a ways back out in the cove and dropped a hand line with bait and a hook into the water. "What's he doing?" Chloe spread suntan lotion over Beca's back then turned around to have her own covered as well.

"Fishing."

Chloe rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at Beca. She finished lotioning up her arms and legs. "My dad was a fisherman, you know?"

Beca raised her eyebrows. "No, I didn't know that. The girl of many mysteries."

"Yeah he he quit because his net income wasn't enough."

Groaning, Beca fell back onto her towel. "I should know to never trust unlicensed puns – always check they're o-fish-al."

"You're not quite up to scale Becs."

"That's okay, you're still hooked." The couple were laughing at their puny exchange, almost to the point of giddiness when their guide caught a fish.

Chloe sat up as she watched with interest. Then he caught another and another. He quickly had a long string of fish and paddled back to the shore, dragging his canoe well onto the beach. He threw the fish onto the beach as another guide paddled up in a similar kayak. He unloaded a small table and a bag. "Want to learn how to clean a fish?" The confused look on Chloe's face showed she wasn't quite sure what was happening.

"Lunch Chloe. He just caught our lunch." Beca chuckled as she wasn't sure her girlfriend had ever made the connection about where her food came from. "I've always wanted to learn how to fillet a fish."

"Errr I'll just take pictures," Chloe said with a shudder thinking of the blood and gory mess.

Their guide started a fire then put some pre-cut vegetables on the grate to start getting soft. The other brought Beca over to the table and told her to watch as he demonstrated. "The fish were bled out as they were caught." Beca asked what that means. "That keeps the fish fresh." He showed her the head were a cut had been made and explained that their guide had drained the blood into the water. They each descaled a fish with the back of their thin, curved knives then sliced open the fishes' stomachs and pulled out the guts.

He took the freshly gutted fish to the water and rinsed them clean. They then cut off the fish heads, right at the gills. He put the heads in a clear baggie. "My wife makes a great fish stock. I save the heads and bones for her." He rubbed his belly as he grinned at the beach guests.

He sliced along the backbone of the fish then placed the palm of his hand flat on the fish and wiggled the thin, flexible blade to make a fillet which pulled smoothly off the bone. Beca wasn't quite as successful at making a pretty fillet but she made one nonetheless. Which each consecutive fish, her pieces began to look more as expected rather than chunks of pink flesh.

The second guide took all the fillets to the water's edge, trimmed them up, and made sure no pin bones were present. By the fire, a bag of seasoning was produced. The fish were lightly seasoned and placed on the grill next to the packets of vegetables.

Chloe had been taking pictures and even used the GoPro to video Beca's first attempt at butchering a fish. "My guys are going to harass me for days," Beca groaned ceremoniously.

"Well I think you're fintastic."

Once the meal was cooked, the four people, well four people and two beanie babies, sat on another blanket that had been spread and enjoyed a light lunch of freshly caught fish and a cold drink of unknown origin that had been kept in the ice chest. After everyone was thoroughly stuffed, one of the guides brought out a ziptop bag full of what looked like items wrapped in banana leaves. He tossed one to everybody and explained what they were to Beca and Chloe. "'Ulei' or traditional Palauan coconut candy." He described how the candy was made from freshly grated coconut and brown sugar then wrapped in banana leaves. "Blantalos," he shook one of the leaves he had unwrapped. "Even this is banana string."

"Oh Beca, remember the woven basket you brought Aubrey? If we got Hano to make eseveral of those, we could fill them with ulei. Their guide told them where to find a place back on Palau where they could get Palauan woven banana leaf baskets and let them know that the women would customize however they wanted.

Chloe and Beca's guide left the other to finish cleaning up lunch and headed off for their final destination in the Rock Islands. Containing her excitement to this point had been difficult for Beca but she knew Chloe's reaction would be well worth it. She hijacked the GoPro to guarantee the capture of her response.

"We are now headed to a special island, Eil Malk – to Eil Malk Lake. The lake is over 12,000 years old and is better known as Jellyfish Lake." Chloe was taken aback by the common name of the lake. He chuckled under his breath. "Two species of jellyfish live in Jellyfish Lake, moon jellyfish and golden jellyfish." They pulled up on a beach. "Welcome to Eil Malk Island. We get to the lake by this short trail." He motioned to a well-worn path. He grabbed a small duffle and lead them down the path talking as they walked.

"This lake used to be connected to the ocean but has long since been closed off. These two species of jellyfish can't be found any place else on earth. They spend their day swimming from one side of the lake to another, following the path of the sun where the algae to grow. With food plentiful and no natural predators, the lake is teeming with the squishy creatures dancing in the sun."

As the trio broke through the greenery, Chloe gasped at the view. The lake was literally swarming with jellyfish. Their guide could not have painted a better picture. As the redhead looked around, she saw several people with snorkels, masks, and flippers walking backwards into the water. Pointing, she enquired, "what are they doing? Aren't they going to get stung?" The redhead was almost panicky as she saw their guide pulling snorkel gear from his bag. "No, no, no, no." She clung onto Beca for emphasis.

"Baby, I'd never let you get hurt. They do have tentacles, but their sting is imperceptible to humans." She waved her hands towards the water and the people venturing in. "You'll love it." As a show of faith, Beca entered first and submerged herself neck deep. Her mask was over her eyes and she was breathing through her snorkel so she took a quick look into the water before popping back up. "Wow Chloe, you can't miss this. It's … incredible."

She went further down this time and came up sputtering and choking. After she'd gotten most the water out of her lungs, she pushed her mask down around her neck. "Except, don't be a dork like me and forget you aren't scuba diving and try to breath underwater!"

Soon the redhead was geared up and had walked out next to her girlfriend. Beca went down towards the bottom and swam upside down so she could video Chloe's reactions which were nothing less than spectacular. Even through the mask and around the snorkel, the expressions on the redhead's face were priceless. Eventually she got brave enough to cup her hands together and move them towards one jellyfish to let it rest in her palms. If anyone could grin through a snorkel, it was Chloe Beale.

The couple swam through the gelatin like creatures towards the middle of the lake, amazed at the swirling globes of golden marshmallow puffs that didn't seem to care about their presence. As they both came up, giddy with the experience, Chloe said, "it's like swimming through a living lava lamp. I would never imagine I'd be doing this." She swam up against Beca, both flipping their fins to keep their heads above water. "I love you babe." Chloe took the GoPro so she could get shots of Beca as they made their way back to their guide.

When they made it back to the shore, they grabbed the towels their guide offered. He had also neatly folded Chloe's coverup and held it up for her to slip into. "I love this vacation Becs. Who would have thought that I'd spend so many days in swimsuits and island clothes?"

After hiking back to their kayak and making their way back to the original boat, the women were hot and sweaty. "We have one more stop here in the Rock Islands," the guide proclaimed. "I think you'll like this one." He motioned to Chloe as Beca gave a mock look of dismay at being left out. "We are headed to The Milky Way." Once they reached the center of another brilliant blue lake, he dropped anchor and dove to the bottom of the shallow waters. Beca tossed him a plastic bucket which he filled with clay from the ocean's bottom.

The women playfully covered every bit of exposed skin, tossing clumps of the soft mud at each other. As always pictures were a must to document their insane journey. The clay from the bottom of this lake was propertied t have medicinal properties to make one look more youthful, ten years so if one were to believe the guide. They lounged around on the shaded boat for about a half hour, waiting for the clay to dry. Then Beca cannon balled into the water with Chloe following quickly behind. The mud was quickly washed away from the skin and each helped the other to ensure their hair was clay-free as well.

On the journey back to Palau's mainland, Chloe was wrapped in an oversized beach towel, lounged against Beca as the boat bounced along the waves. The small brunette kept grunting with each bounce until Chloe turned to give her a disgusted look. "I'm not that heavy."

"I'm kind of fond of my boobs though babe. You're smooshing them."

"You mean my boobs?"

"Yeah, your boobs."

Chloe turned and snuggled her head against her girlfriend's chest. "Mmmm pillows." Beca just rolled her eyes and pulled the redhead in close.

The rest of their time in Palau was spent hiking, birdwatching, and learning more about the local history and culture. On their last night, Chloe was watching as Beca packed their bag. She stretched out and flipped onto her back to watch her girlfriend upside down. "I think we are going to need a vacation to recover from our vacation."

"Why go on a vacation if you aren't going to stuff as much into it as possible?"

"To relax, of course." She motioned Beca towards her with her index finger. "Please?"

Beca took a seat on the bed and began to rub Chloe's head. "Are you not relaxed?"

"Mmmm," Chloe purred. "Very. Thank you for all this. It means a lot to me. Surprise trip, arranging everything, getting the girls to pack."

Jessica and Ashley had done an amazing job with Chloe's clothes. They had found the perfect island outfits and coordinating shoes, amazing swimsuits, and well… garments that never truly saw the outdoors. The first set of lingerie Chloe wore for Beca had left her speechless. Simple, but provocative, the silky see through bra and barely-there panties had the brunette salivating and unable to move as the redhead commanded in the bedroom that evening. The girls had packed four such sets for Chloe and another surprise set for Beca. After much cajoling, the brunette slipped into her black night ensemble, admitting that simply wearing the lingerie made her feel sexier.

The couple had one final day in Guam before their trip back to the United States. Chloe had made a list of souvenirs they had bought to compare against the list of their friends they needed to thank upon their return. "We need to get some of that confectioner candy from the airport in Tokyo."

Chloe shook her head. "No, we got that on the way over here."

The project manager shook her head sheepishly. "I might have eaten it all." When Chloe gave her a peeved look, Beca continued. "What? Guafi helped!" Her smirk said she might not have been telling the complete truth. "There's some tea I picked up for Bree when I was in Tokyo, too. I want to get her more since she slipped it in a few of her conversations before we left. Do you have enough coffee?"

"Yup. And we got coconut bags for everyone and the ones from Hano. She's super sweet for weaving everyone's name into their bag." There were also all sorts of trinkets and island specific gifts for their friends. In a specialty store, Beca even found a chicken kelaguen poster as a gag gift for Stacie. There was a picture of the dish and words proclaiming an "island favorite".

The couple had considerably more belongings going home than when they came. Kurihi knew a shipper who tourists used and was able to get many of their souvenirs packed so the boxes could go safely as checked luggage. The shipper made excellent recommendations on what the girls should carry-on and what could go beneath the plane.

Kurihi and Amista hosted a farewell party for Beca and Chloe the night before they left. "I'm beginning to think these people use anything for an excuse for a get together." Somewhere in one of the island shops, Chloe had found a cute outfit she called her "Chamorro" outfit. A floral print skirt with a textured khaki top and sandals completed the look.

With the time Chloe had spent on the island with the team, Amista, and Hano, she felt as if she was a part of the family. She could see why Beca loved this project so much and would stay at the office until late into the night for meetings and to ensure everything was running perfectly. The redhead was not only proud of the team, she was proud of Beca.

At one point, Amista cornered the redhead in the yard, She didn't say much, only looking at Chloe with raised eyebrows. The therapist gave a soft, warm smile. "You were right Amista. I told her."

"Good girl," the older woman patted her shoulder. "Now that you have started being honest, those complications of which you spoke… will become less complicated."

A/N: To my two Bechloe shipper pals with birthdays this weekend. I wish you the very best and send you lots of Toad and Lil Red hugs and snuggles. I wish you the happiest of birthdays.