"I would name him after my father," Lincoln said proudly, puffing out his chest slightly and looking around at his friends. "Kevin is a nice name and it would connect him to his grandfather without him knowing it."
"Okay," Benny said slowly, "but I still like Elvis better."
"Are you kidding?" Nina piped up, looking around at the boys incredulously. "That's not how you name your children, giving them a family name because you think it'll help you stick together or the name of some famous musician." Tossing her curls, Nina said, "Besides, not all firstborns are boys, you know."
"But for argument's sake, say it is," Lincoln's voice was calm, though he couldn't help but feel offended. "So what would you name your firstborn son?" He made sure to emphasize son, for Nina's sake.
"I've always liked the name Luis," Nina said thoughtfully, brining her knees in to her chest and hugging her legs. She looked towards Vanessa, who sat next to her.
"Um…" Vanessa pursed her lips as she thought, wrinkling her brow. "I haven't thought about this before," she admitted. "After all, none of us are pregnant." This caused Benny to start laughing, no doubt because Vanessa hadn't specified herself and Nina.
Still laughing, Benny put a hand on Usnavi's shoulder, saying, "Okay, then, your turn."
"Tree?" Usnavi said blankly, having obviously zoned out and not heard a word of their conversation. He looked at Benny, perplexed, then at Vanessa, who had an eyebrow raised. Shrugging, he exclaimed, "Damn, I'm only joking!"
Nobody could tell which made Usnavi blush more: the rousing bout of laughter that followed or the soft smack across the head from Vanessa.
((Tree))