"Hmmm," Sally said, as she held Bailey. "Are you sure?"
Bailey babbled, reaching up to grasp at Sally's unruly curls.
"I take it that's a YES, then?" was the reply. Sally shifted the young girl, having volunteered on her day off to look after Greg's small daughter.
Sally smiled as the baby giggled, babbling away. "I'm just not sure though… really. I mean, Phillip is agreeable to anything. I could suggest Benedict of all things, and he'd be fine with that. I mean, WHO names their baby BENEDICT? It sounds like bloody brekkie. And a posh complicated one, at that!"
Bailey laughed, pulling gently at the curls, trying to reach them to her little teething mouth. Sally was grateful for the shorter style she'd opted for of late.
"Benjamin then?" Sally asked, curiously. "Seriously? Oh I'd love a little Ben, I think it would just SUIT, you know?" She caught the young girl's eyes, and held the gaze as Bailey babbled some more, seeming to be in agreement.
"Oh, you ARE serious... And Sherlock would like it, you say? I wonder if Phillip will be as agreeable… though, well how COULDN'T he be, really. Benjamin is such a sensible, traditional name. It's almost as traditional and sensible as 'Phillip,' don't you think?"
At this, as though in agreement, Bailey's smile brightened.